Paradise desolation
(Photo: Frank Schwere )
Everyone has a favorite cinematic moment. For some people is when they defeat the villain, or when the protagonists merge into a passionate kiss. For me is when the protagonist wanders alone through an abandoned city. In my opinion, the only thing more beautiful than to see that moment in cinema, is to live it in real life.
Fortunately, to enjoy an empty city is not necessary to wait for an alien invasion, an epidemic or a natural disaster. You just have to wait a long weekend. On these occasions, the bulk of the population leaves the city in pursuit of green fields, warm sunny beaches and mountains. My condolences for those who so do, for they know not what they're missing.
The advantages of an empty city are enormous. Just one the biggest problems of the cities is overpopulation, which triggers other problems in turn, as crowding, traffic jams and a thousand other things. When people leave, transit becomes incredibly speedy, allowing one end to reach the metropolis in minutes, not hours. Instead of wasting time going round and round the block to find a free place to park, the driver you can discover both coming tantalizingly empty.
Go to a mall is almost a surreal experience. Nothing to encounter people in the aisles or crowded stores. In contrast, sellers almost shed about customers as long as they buy something. The same happens in bakeries, restaurants and cafes. The desperation of the company can be the blessing of the consumer.
streets without people invited to stroll through them, experiencing the beautiful solitude, impossible at any other time. The silence is absolute, and I can hear the wind as it passes through the empty streets. The city, in its desolation, becomes cozy and comfortable for those who can enjoy it.
But what good bit. The wonders of an empty city can be experienced only brief public holidays, no more than three days. When the population exodus is longer, the business owners decide that it's not worth opening. This makes finding a place to eat becomes complicated. And if you need to buy appliances in any hardware store, I wish you good luck. In such case, no choice but to wait for people to come back and our paradise of loneliness becomes the conglomerate city forever.
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Saved by the tyrant
(Photo: Piotr Powietrzynski )
After waiting more than forty minutes sitting in the room that the lady of his love combing end, Leanne decided to walk around to stretch the legs. He ventured into the open door of the study. He found Grace, asleep watching television. With great effort, Leandro repressed desires to suffocate her with a pillow.
Leandro had long ruled that his visits to the house were much more pleasant when Grace was not present. Of all the family, she was the only one who could not stand.
Of course, he had been careful to externalize this feeling, for he knew that the house Grace was the real power behind the throne. She was aware of his position and swung his will as a club, making his every whim would be granted instantly. And woe to him who fell in disgrace! A crowd of employees had paraded through the house until he finally left with I did not know a sweeping, mopping and ironing, but as he had won the endorsement of Grace, that was more than enough.
stories from the despotism of Graciela disturbing. The master of the house had a favorite chair until Grace decided it was the perfect place to watch television. It was useless to the poor man had spent several weeks choosing the furniture, because in the end, had to cede.
Not being neither employed nor Grace family, Leandro had enjoyed a certain immunity to that point. But it would end if he continued courting the lady of the house. Despite the consequences, he was not willing to subjugate. If you got Graciela with him he was willing to tell the truth in the face. So I would say what he really thought of her outfits so loud and so unsuitable for their age.
But now that Grace had before him, he decided that maybe she was not the bad of history. She just was what had allowed him to be. If it was a dictator, was that the lords of the house were a few timid without a clear concept of discipline. And if Grace was wearing horrible outfits in that house because it was not enough to put names of people to pets, but also put their clothes. If he insisted on visiting the house to follow would become like them, paying Chihuahua homage to a beige color. Without another thought, Leandro turned on his heel and left the house never to return, if not before thanking Grace for saving him from a family of ridiculous.
(Photo: Piotr Powietrzynski )
After waiting more than forty minutes sitting in the room that the lady of his love combing end, Leanne decided to walk around to stretch the legs. He ventured into the open door of the study. He found Grace, asleep watching television. With great effort, Leandro repressed desires to suffocate her with a pillow.
Leandro had long ruled that his visits to the house were much more pleasant when Grace was not present. Of all the family, she was the only one who could not stand.
Of course, he had been careful to externalize this feeling, for he knew that the house Grace was the real power behind the throne. She was aware of his position and swung his will as a club, making his every whim would be granted instantly. And woe to him who fell in disgrace! A crowd of employees had paraded through the house until he finally left with I did not know a sweeping, mopping and ironing, but as he had won the endorsement of Grace, that was more than enough.
stories from the despotism of Graciela disturbing. The master of the house had a favorite chair until Grace decided it was the perfect place to watch television. It was useless to the poor man had spent several weeks choosing the furniture, because in the end, had to cede.
Not being neither employed nor Grace family, Leandro had enjoyed a certain immunity to that point. But it would end if he continued courting the lady of the house. Despite the consequences, he was not willing to subjugate. If you got Graciela with him he was willing to tell the truth in the face. So I would say what he really thought of her outfits so loud and so unsuitable for their age.
But now that Grace had before him, he decided that maybe she was not the bad of history. She just was what had allowed him to be. If it was a dictator, was that the lords of the house were a few timid without a clear concept of discipline. And if Grace was wearing horrible outfits in that house because it was not enough to put names of people to pets, but also put their clothes. If he insisted on visiting the house to follow would become like them, paying Chihuahua homage to a beige color. Without another thought, Leandro turned on his heel and left the house never to return, if not before thanking Grace for saving him from a family of ridiculous.
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