tales from an ordinary world
2002-03-09b
Tonight, the city is...
...a mass of people in the street, all starting east, transfixed by fireworks...
...a drunken-sounding trombone, playing under the bridge, under the fireworks...
...rapid-fire Chinese as I pass a group of Young People hurrying to get closer to the fireworks...
...full of smoke from the fireworks, but everybody seems too dazed and happy by the spectacle to complain...
...a tram ringing its feeble bell as it rages against the traffic in its path...
...girls with shoes colour-coded to their tops - one with yellow, another with turquoise.
I'd forgotten about all of this, until I found myself in it.
