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Urban women (II)

 Who are these modern women running in the streets ? Are they bystander walking to their job ?  Business women overloaded of job ? Victims trying to escape or predators ? What is their place in cities made by men ?

Crazy shooping

Zombies, zombies, zombies....

What are we becoming ?

Zombies, zombies, zombies....

I want new things, I need new things....

Zombies, zombies, zombies....

What am I becoming ?

Zombies, zombies, zombies....

I do not care as long as I can buy....

Zombies, zombies, zombies....

I do not care it is time of sales !



We played together a long time.

I tried to catch you so often but you got this art of dodging me.

I asked you so often "do you love me" but you never completely replied to me. You got this sense of elusion.

I should have realized  before that you were a modern torreador ! I should have realized before you sentence me to death.



I saw you in the night .

I noticed you during this night. You were dancing among this men, you were dancing surrounded by men.

I saw you in this night but I got the feeling that you were the one who was looking at me.

You dragged me outside of this club.

The wind uncovered your legs, the wind released your hairs, the wind was my ally.

I closed my eyes one second and you vanished !

I thought that the night belonged to us but in fact you belonged to the night.

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