It was her... wasn't it?
l look up as the guide stop to explain to the group that the locals used to come to drink and hang out along the pier
Watercolor sketching in Copenhagen on a weekend, lots of people around, even skaters, moving around the people selling old stuff or others coming in from the suburbs
It looked like it could have been a long night, as she stood there holding her baby, that was still not sleeping
At the flee marked people were selling their old records, this man looked like he just found what he hoped for, remembering the days back then with the band
The toddler turned around again, looking, trying to make sense of what I was doing with the brushes and paper... and the grandmother just waited, knowing it could take a while
She sat waiting a small cafe' in a place where people from all parts of the world gathered to drink coffee and talk
He came out of the small shop, it was around noon on a very hot day. He didn't wait for the lights to change to green, just crossed the street heading over towards the bench in the shade. Back to the bench he came from just a minute ago