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Dau coronita !!!
I like to walk in the streets alone at night. I go down one street, cross over and go along another. The houses are all lighted. There are fires burning. People are sitting in the houses: men, women and children.
Houses are like people.The houses have faces. The windows are eyes. Some houses smile at you, others frown. There are some houses that are always dark. People in them go early to bed. You hear no laughter from such houses, no one sings.
I know house that always seem to whisper to me. There are secrets hidden in such houses. They ask you no disturb them. Many people are one thing inside their house and another in the street. Sometimes the secrets, hidden away behind the walls of houses, are simply sad, but sometimes they are exeting too.
There are evenings when I walk and see houses that all seem to be whispering to me. They are trying to tell me what I cannot understand.
I go past a dozen houses,two dozen. They are glad houses where al the doors seem ready to open quickly.Some houses shout to me: "Come in!"