A lone light post stands tall in the center
Cafes match up on opposite sides
split by criss-crossing cobbled pathways
holding people escaping from the mid-morning sun
while sipping coffee and smoking cigarrettes
The light post watches many pass its shadows
a bicycling blur
slow-moving tour groups
a young child escaping his mother
People watch people watching
hats of all shapes
skin of all colors
languages of all sounds
When will my shade run out?
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| From Greek Trip - Kos |
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