This is a drabble, a one-hundred-word account.
Greetings from Trastevere. For some reasons I thought night shots never amount to anything. Photo: MM
I steak you
Just today in Roma I entered a shop with many shirts.
I saw a shirt that I would buy if it wasn’t in one colour only, ugly brown. On it were a bear and a girl (or was it a boy?) walking hand in hand. The bear was huge.
They appeared pensive. There was a think bubble with a drawing hovering next to each head.
In hers was: A heart.
In his was: A steak.
The reason I entered this shop was its name.
It is called: Trust Nobody.
He said later: “But they didn’t need to be so blunt.”
The Mexi Movie I. (closed) 
The perfect illustration of the idea of – everyone has an agenda!
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Oh no, so horrible 😦 And unfortunately that’s how it goes…
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Exactly, SSW. I was, and still am torn between loving the idea of such a shop, as a sign of the times, or hating it because they concentrate on one side of humanity I’m not a fan of.
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Oh yes, this is so horrible it deserves a second comment from me… :O
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Hihih, horrible in what way? It is all true, you know. 😉
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The bear is so trusting… Just like in life, when you think you’ve found a friend, and actually they just want to profit from you and then dump you
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Yes, but… It’s in his nature. Another one of my favourite quotes comes to mind: “No matter how much you feed the wolf, he keeps looking at the forest.” (Ilse Lehiste)
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