I lunched on proper Florentine food at the central market. The salad was amazing, but the begging gypsy annoying, so I bought her an orange lily. It was wrapped ornately and inefficiently, which only added to her annoyance upon receiving the gift. So I learnt, today, that the project can be used for all sorts of things, including punishment. I had been strategic about the presentation, waiting for her to shake her cup at me before thrusting the bloom at her face - "sua bella," I lied.
...a lily, for a gypsy - 2012: a year of stopping
05 January 2006 @ 12:00 am
...a lily, for a gypsy