When I lunch in the malls of the life I understand my miss for restaurants of roadside. Good food. In those places once or another the silence is broken by the sound of a truck in high speed. But today I am in mall and the sound of voices, places setting, plates and trays create a wave where nothing are distinguished. Sounds, noises and clutters. Everything is bother.
The food is sacred.
Silence is sacred.
But not the Mall.
Joinville, 22 of November of 2006.
Well, that is true...you cannot put attention on just one thing...there is a very particular sound that is the all noise together...
ResponderExcluirI particullary don´t enjoy aeting in malls I prefer my house, my parent´s or maybe over the grass of any park...yeah! I love that!
Noisy greetings for you my dear, dear friend!
I prefer any other place. And is needed a company. Is very sad eat alone.
ResponderExcluirSilence hugs to you Topi.
I´m hungry!!!
ResponderExcluirNeumann: Then make a good lunch!
ResponderExcluirHugs to you girl!
Yes, It's so hard to eat in malls. When I eat it's a kind of ritual, a very special moment. The company I think it's pretty important in those moments.
ResponderExcluirHappy hugs to you my friend !!!
Remember: Eat is the last pleasure we can prove in public.
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