Back in at the junction of four streets form a vortex street magic from the air, the light, rainbow and the water. You and I come from the other side of town, a serene-step your way, and pushed by the brightness we get into the intersection and waited to see what happens. your eyes open moon as freckles slip and you get the big laugh. Suddenly the Chiribitos in your face add to the turmoil of the four blocks and bubbles start to form giant, transparent colors, delicate but strong, one of which surrounds us, invites us to go and we get air passengers. The journey is long, so we were both together turned into quiet specks of light .
Illustration: Marina Marcolin. El Baul
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