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as, and the whores who wandered from one to the other side of the street and whispered in his ear vague promises ("Go!"), each time becoming closer to pleas.

was when I saw a girl leaning towards the wall near the entrance to a lamentable aspect Hostel. I was struck by his position, with thin arms dropped on both sides of his body completely still. A noisy group of Englishmen went through her and she twisted her body often modestly, giving back. Then I saw you crying.

had a charming way to mourn, wrinkling her little nose and chin, letting the tears run freely down her cheeks. If not for them, might have seemed concentration rather than tears.It seemed to be very careful not to draw attention to itself. Obviously embarrassed to be seen vulnerable. That modesty made her even more charming in my eyes.

hesitated before approaching her. In the Raval, at dawn, anyone coming to another can be seen as a threat than a help. Thus, care much to soften my tone of voice to open the mouth.

- Are you okay?

turned to me with some abruptness youth. He was about twenty years, was a very attractive girl. He was wearing a denim jacket and a black dress tight lycra, very few clothes for the cold that night, but that she did not seem to mind. He hesitated a few seconds before answering. CHTMLX
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From his accent I assumed it was Argentina or Chile. Argentina, probably. Impudently looked forward, thereby making myself nervous. But fleeing or showed signs of wanting me to leave, so I continued.

- What happened? Want to talk about it?

She shrugged.

- Do not you know anything.

- So what? Now you're talking to me, right?

sighed.

- I lost my brother Valentin. He came with me all the time. Took half an hour walking the streets and I can not find it anywhere ...

A new access mute tears and forced her to turn face again pudorosamenirarme eyes.

My black angel has always liked the deliciously bitter memories.

- From time to time - replied to Giselle - I like to walk around alone at night. He explains the ideas. I'm single and I am unemployed, so I have nothing else to do. And you? Why have you wanted to go for a walk with your brother?

She shook her head, annoyed.

- Ya ... You think I should not, right?

- No, I meant.

- But look. My parents have always stuck at home. And if he leaves but not the hand of one of them. You have to see how it all the time, the face that makes ... quite sad, in a corner. What you want, I have no heart to see so ca, His brother had disappeared.

- Look, this is the bar. - He pointed to an old wooden door den. Through the glass you guessed the lights and people leaning on the bar, and submerged in an ocean of drowsiness.

- Have you looked here?

- But not here. Can not you see that is not?

- Giselle, I do not know how is your brother.

He looked as if she suddenly realized it was there.

- Perdoname. You're a boss, Alberto. It is much what you're doing for me now.

- Do not worry. Come, let's look at the bars nearby. Okay?

We had reached a crossroads a little more crowded. Groups of youths enteringan in and out of bars, discussing and laughing loudly. Supported by high metal fence surrounding a nearby solar, two foreigners intimidated and had things in his ear. A Pakistani moved among the crowds, trying to sell cans of beer. A local

glass in one of the corners had a special animation. A large group of friends laughing Catalan thank a guy in their twenties, with Down syndrome. The boy, aware of the attention he was attracting, extensive movements with arms and emitting guttural sounds. Jumped with both feet, stumbled and threw things, delighted laughter awakening around them.

- The shell of ... - Giselle muttered, teethto torment again. "And back, of course it came back.

made me remember that time that she and I were discussing in the dining room of his home, before everything went to hell." She looked at me pleaded. "What? Tell me! "But time and again clashed with my stubbornness, my anger." No, nothing "

No, no, I have nothing to say. If anything is to say, it's up to you to tell me, not me .'s what I meant. And yet ...

If there was nothing to say, why even today I still think of her?

- Alberto ...

I looked surprised. Giselle was at my side touching my shoulder, smiling.

- will you go forever without saying goodbye? Let me introduce at leastmy brother ...

She held hands with the boy "Down" I had seen before. Tremendously big guy, black hair matted and square jaw. A feathered stuffed his lanky body. Clearly avoided looking at me, not if fear or disinterest.

- This is Valentine. It's a little shy, but it is not taken into account.

- Hello, Valentin.

Valentine was not looking.

- Well. Have you passed the shock, no? See how everything is fixed?

- Yes, of course ... - Giselle unconscious coquetry smiled that smile with which the pretty girls who know - I have many to thank you.

I was in no mood.

- Okay. Glad qua, pounding the bed with the palm of the hand.

But she was standing still, watching me. His eyes, two sad white spots in the darkness, I measured, weighed me.

"Again the black angel," I muttered, involuntary kicking the table. I touched the stone surface, stained by coffee, ash and spilled drink. "I'm here at night, in the Raval. All that is far away."

Next to me, Valentine clearly shunned my gaze. I thought that did not like anything funny, he was upset by the attention he was snatched from his sister.

- Do not worry - I said out loud - do not want anything from your sister. Do not grab the feed.

But he did not understand me, of course. Q

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