There was old neighbor who had a nosebleed
because it's hard to get a long cold winter in New York. She eventually
moved to silver town in California, where she recovered her health. For me, it
was a terrible long last winter recalled a story about her.
The long-awaited summer skipped spring. On weekend of over 80 degrees, I picked up a
rug early on and headed to Central with my friend to see Shakespeare's tempest
play. Although I made an excuses for being busy after receiving this friend’s
phone call, because I didn’t want to talk
behind stories with her.
When the violin and guitar began playing, a
young woman with completely naked and black paint on her body hung around the
lawn holding a piece of wood. I knew though the Internet only 11 of the women characters
appeared on, I knew that it was nude. Three or four audience who showed their
breasts was also noticed. The naked characters on the warm grass seemed natural
as a tree, and the appearance of my clothes was cumbersome.
After the play, I lay with my friends in the
hillside grass. In the last 8 months we have not met, I had something that I
did not want to say in my mouth about this friend. 'Could I not tell the story
today? Could I hold on with words that will soon fall from my tongue? I thought
about 'What to do when a friend asks me?' So, I changed the topic of
conversation and talked behind a story that is in the middle of a scandal in
Seoul Korea because the paintings of famous Cho was painted instead of Song.
People say 'I hate the person who talk behind
my neck. Such a person should stay away. But frankly speaking, gossip is interesting! Of
course, I have a hard and bitter pain after that.
How many people live in a world doesn’t talk
about humans? Anyway, today I did not talk about the words that I should not
do.
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