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    From handball match to being homeless

    by , 10-07-2014 at 10:50 PM (422 Views)
    So it all started on a handball match between Celje and Trebnje. Celje was loosing 7 - 10 after the first half. And weirdly the first half lasted for 31min. And the score tables were just blinking and changing all the time. And even the rules were wrong.. there was a guy who could always shoot 1m closer than the others and i couldnt figure out why. Anyway while i was waiting for the next half an old friend of mine appeared. He said, why are you so silent.. scream and cheer for our team he said. I said dont worry just wait and watch . And then his phone started to ring. It was such a nice melody i asked him the name of the song.. he said it is called " convation" i tried to type it down, but i had such i weird phone.. it was all black and had funny rubber buttons. I could type on it like i wanted. i pressed one.. and i pressed 3 at the same time. Well i somehow did it, and then friend showed me musicvideo of the same song. And when I looked to his screen i was teleported into the video. new story began. I was standing next to a homeless guy. hmm.. and yes i was homeless too. It was night time and we were standing on a bridge. We had gloves on our hands probably for hidding fingerprints. And we were throwing some black trash bags into the river. I have no clue what was in. And we threw some water containers after the bags. The hommie sad.. come lets go.. he was pushing a shopping cart with nothing in it. And we came to a house. He dissapeared and went looking for him. I looked to the left of the house.. and then on the right. He was nowhere. And then garage door opens. Oh, there he is. He was carrying fresh clothes and some money. He gives me the clothes. And he says this is for you.. and later we will find something for me. I get changed into normal clothes and we are walking further. He was still pushing his cart.. and he said. What do you think? does it look weird if people are seeing us together. One is civilian and other is homeless. I replied. Well if someone comes.. act that you are drunk and that you want something from me. Then it will not look suspicious. A good ideaa he replied. So we walked further trough a new build tunnel for pedestrians. there were like 30 workers there, but they were french.. so we said they dont know us .. its ok. LAter more people appeared. There goes a priest .. but we dont go to church anyway.. there is no way he could recognize who we are. And then i said to him.. well we could pretend that i am a journalist. And I am writing an article about you. I just need to write something liitle.. and no one could figure us out. The hommie agreed. Later we got to a gas station. But there were 2 of them. One next to the other. I went trough the left one, and the homeless went trough the right one. We were trying to avoid security cameras, but we failed at doing that, because there were too many of them. And then a vision appeared in my head. There was a really beautiful blond girl with curled hair and some brown stripes in her hair sitting behind a table. Her eyes were so colorfull.. something between green and blue, and really colorized. On the table there was a flower, who had all the colours in the world in her petals. And the girl was chanting some words without meaning. She was combining two words she had.. and made a new one. It was still not understandable. It was something like " tarakahara" and she said i got it now.. this is a city where my husband is.. and she meant me. She paused for a second and said.. well i never really wanted to go to the old continent.. but people say.. that first to come is the first to serve..

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