Hello, how are you?
I know, you don’t remember who I am.
You don’t remember the reason why I am writing this.
But I do remember you. And, today, I was thinking about London and I thought about you.
It was the eighteenth of July, a Saturday evening.
You were in Oxford Circus, and the first time I met you I was really rude with you. I’m sorry.
But, twenty minutes later, someone stole my bag. And I was crying in Oxford Circus, phoning my parents and trying to get my money back. But I couldn’t.
And I saw you, and you were looking me without any smile, like if you wanted to speak with me. And I went to talk with you.
- Excuse me; do you know the phone number of this bank?
- No, I don’t… I am sorry… Sei italiana?
- No, sono spagnola – I said, smiling like never I smiled-. Ma io capisco un po’ lo italiano.
- Piacere. Cosa sucede?
And there, in the middle of my favourite city in the world, I was trying to talk with a handsome man with an enormous advertisement.
You tried to explain me all that you knew about the mafias of London. Near us was the Chinese Neighbourhood. The Russians also worked near there. And I cried and you calmed me. I was so pleased because I met you.
So, thank you very much for that. Today, just today, I have remembered that day.
I’d like to know your name, your address or your phone number, and say “Thank you”. But I don’t have any information of you.
Maybe that is better.
I know, you don’t remember who I am.
You don’t remember the reason why I am writing this.
But I do remember you. And, today, I was thinking about London and I thought about you.
It was the eighteenth of July, a Saturday evening.
You were in Oxford Circus, and the first time I met you I was really rude with you. I’m sorry.
But, twenty minutes later, someone stole my bag. And I was crying in Oxford Circus, phoning my parents and trying to get my money back. But I couldn’t.
And I saw you, and you were looking me without any smile, like if you wanted to speak with me. And I went to talk with you.
- Excuse me; do you know the phone number of this bank?
- No, I don’t… I am sorry… Sei italiana?
- No, sono spagnola – I said, smiling like never I smiled-. Ma io capisco un po’ lo italiano.
- Piacere. Cosa sucede?
And there, in the middle of my favourite city in the world, I was trying to talk with a handsome man with an enormous advertisement.
You tried to explain me all that you knew about the mafias of London. Near us was the Chinese Neighbourhood. The Russians also worked near there. And I cried and you calmed me. I was so pleased because I met you.
So, thank you very much for that. Today, just today, I have remembered that day.
I’d like to know your name, your address or your phone number, and say “Thank you”. But I don’t have any information of you.
Maybe that is better.
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