21 of september from 19.00 h.
"It was Sunday. It was raining and fancied staying
at home, so I went out for a walk. I passed my doorway and
walked fifteen 15 metres and then I turned left and then I
walked another one hundred 100 metres rounded off by two 2 “give
way” I mean by two 2 pedestrian crossings fuck I always get it
wrong and I got to La Ciutadella. Yes, I live in Borne. Hell
yeah! What can I do when I’m a lucky bastard.
Maybe that’s why
this same day at this same park I stepped on an Olympic swimming
pool dressed up as puddle followed by a 'fuckinghellwatersoakedthroughmysocks'
and maybe that’s why involuntary up and down head movement that
is to say I lowered my head and then I saw them there. Two 2
barbies and one 1 ken. Together alone and more soaked than my
socks. And I was touched by them. What can I do when deep down
I’m a sensitive guy.
how or why, more followed afterwards, rescued from other parks,
the Encants market and some litter bin or other. A sensitive and
lucky bastard with traces of Diogenes and pregnancy syndromes.
What can I do when I’m like that.
And I started
wondering how they got there and what had become of them if I
had never grabbed them and taken them home. That’s how Pekeños
Outsiders emerged and now I want to share it with you."
Nicko Nogués [