Sidewalls Page #3
Really? I'm in a weird mood,
I don't know why.
I didn't know you write
Me neither.
Until now.
I've studied theatre for a while.
Should I tell you about it?
It's called "Cruel Woman".
There's a swing on stage,
the protagonist
and seven Dalmatians.
a monologue with headphones,
and what they hear are
her thoughts.
She's planning
to kill the dogs' owners
so she can keep them for herself.
You like it?
It sounds good.
I'd have to read it.
I act in it.
You're the one who
walks the drugs?
- "Walks the drugs"?
- Did I say "drugs"?
Good one!
I'M GOING HOME.
Don't get any false hopes.
It was just sex.
They sprout out of the cement,
growing where they shouldn't.
Rising up patiently
with exemplary will and dignity.
Without lineage,
wild, unclassifiable by botanists.
A strange, rampant,
absurd beauty.
They adorn the greyest of corners,
don't own anything
and nothing can stop them.
A metaphor for uncontrollable life
that paradoxically forces me
to face my weakness.
I'm Marcella, a psychologist,
and my job is my passion.
Calm down, I won't analyze you.
As a rule,
I don't analyze friends.
To be honest, I'm very selective
regarding friendships.
I write a lot
and love self-help books.
Gender:
female. Age: 31.Marital status:
single.Children:
none. Religion: Buddhist.Not a drinker. Occasional smoker.
University degree.
Languages:
French, English,German, Italian,
Portuguese, Greek,
Spanish, of course,
and a bit of Russian.
Hobbies:
alternative music,jazz, blues, Latin American,
disco, 80's, electronic,
pop, rhythm and blues,
rock, classical,
theatre, ballet, travelling,
yoga, meditation,
movies, shoes, cars, motorcycles,
working out,
writing, cooking, Internet,
water sports,
nature, politics, charity,
wine tasting,
mountaineering, shopping,
tarot, an,
martial arts, tai chi chuan,
I Ching,
feng shui, astrology, New Age.
No, I'll listen, but I don't speak it.
I understand everything, but...
I don't speak it.
No, seriously, I speak it poorly.
I don't like hearing myself.
I have no control.
I say what I can instead of what
I want to.
Well, you speak it.
These dates are like
McDonalds combos.
They look larger and more delicious
in the photographs.
Every time I go on a date,
I suffer from the same deception
as with a Big Mac.
No, nothing at all.
No more, thank you.
What were you doing alone in Paris?
Oh no, that's a long story.
But I can tell you how it ends.
We separated at De Gaulle.
Yes, a 13-hour flight
is too much for a couple in crisis
Luckily, we both had
our own luggage.
We divided up our goods
in the airport.
He kept the shampoo,
I kept the conditioner...
We split up the few things
we had in common.
He went to Berlin,
I stayed in Paris.
I cried for 24 hours
and that was it.
Everything alright?
Should I buy you a water?
Nervous ness.
I'm nervous.
I need movement.
Want to dance?
I have a great need to communicate.
For example,
if we'd met here by chance
and you only spoke Italian...
But let's say
I didn't understand it.
I would have lost the opportunity
to meet a very beautiful person.
What did you say?
Look it up.
Bloody bastard!
How can you be so stupid?
Bye, Sus. Come here,
I'm late. Bye.
This is the 15th time
I've signed up for swimming
and the 15th time I won't go.
I love swimming, but I hate
everything before and after it.
I hate showering before
and after.
I hate getting undressed
and dressed,
drying my hair in the winter,
a wet towel in my bag,
a wet swimsuit, wet flip-flops...
I hate the smell of chlorine.
I hate the membership card
and the medical examination:
Having to show someone
what's between my toes.
I hate that people
piss in the water.
I hate caps and the amazed
expression goggles give you.
And what I hate most is the fact that
it's the most complete sport there is.
Tired?
Are you tired?
You have to kick less.
Legs consume more oxygen
than arms.
Kicking is more for stabilization
than for propulsion.
Stretch out and relax your legs.
When your hand goes
into the water,
stretch it out, feel the impulse
and the other arm follows.
And lower your head. The water
should be up to your forehead.
You're doing 32 strokes.
Try what I'm saying.
You'll do fewer strokes
and tire less.
You'll swim in a more relaxed way.
And try breathing every third stroke.
Go ahead, I'll count.
- May I?
- Yes.
- And?
- You were right, I'm not as tired.
and you can get even lower.
- Are you a teacher?
- I'm a compulsive swimmer.
I can't sleep if
I don't swim an hour a day.
Really? Exhaustion from swimming
is unrivalled.
Yes, nothing else tires me out.
- What's your name?
- Rafa. And you?
Mariana.
What's it, a**hole?
- Let me past!
- Go ahead!
- You're a clown!
- What the hell are you doing?
Idiot!
Always the same! Screw you!
Don't touch me! Don't touch me!
I still have 30 laps!
I'm a member and I paid my fee!
- This is supposed to relax you.
- Living healthily is stressful.
Being conscious of everything
only to live a bit longer
None of us come here for fun
We come to count laps.
- Why can't you sleep?
- I thought you'd know already.
There's no switch
to turn off my head.
- Have you seen a psychologist?
- Yes, I am a psychologist.
So swimming is the only thing
that works?
If I could,
I'd swim to my bedside.
'28! .very good!
Tomorrow I can't swim
I've got patients until 10 p.m.,
so I won't be able to sleep.
We could go and eat
or drink something.
- Shalli put you to sleep?
- On the contrary.
What a relief. Then yes.
Let's take off our caps and goggles
so we'll recognise each other.
No, I'll come like this.
It doesn't matter, I don't care.
Everything's alright.
let me see the reflection clearly.
Late, as always,
I realised it was me in the window.
Like a mannequin.
Motionless, silent and cold.
SPRING AT LAS:
Absolutely all of the buildings
have a useless, purposeless side.
It's neither the front nor the back:
The medianera or "side wall.
Enormous surfaces that divide us,
reminding us of passing time,
smog and filth.
Medianeras
show our worst attributes.
They reflect inconstancy, cracks,
provisional solutions,
and the dirt we sweep under
the carpet.
We only remember
them in exceptional cases
when, during bad weather,
its ads filter through.
Medianeras have changed
that are seldom beautiful.
Generally,
they indicate how far we are
from supermarkets and fast food.
Lottery ads that promise a lot
for little.
AVAILABLE:
Recently, they've reminded us of
the economic crisis that left us
unemployed.
There's one way out of the oppression
that results from living in a shoebox.
An escape route:
Illegal, like all escape routes.
In clear violation
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