A walking art

.........and everyday I step out of my apartment, I take up the role of a walking piece of art , because.......because many people here have never seen an African before or they've never seen one holding an iPhone before or they've simply never seen one that doesn't look like they're starving and they hunt bulls back home. 

Everyday I step out of my apartment, I am a walking Art , worth all the stares , hellos and smiles . 

I gave you my book , you destroyed it

If I ever am kind enough to lend you a book of mine , so that you may also go on that lovely adventure , should you unfortunately be used by the devil,persuaded into neglecting my dear book, to the extent that you lose it or stain it ,or tear it ! with your untender hands ....... 

please! 

Do not // attempt to // "just buy me a new one" // NO! ,listen! I can lend out anything of mine // easily !//  but when it comes to books , //for me// it takes // strength //  in order to entrust // my book // to you , and you see, there's a difference between you buying me a book as a gift and you buying me a book to replace the one // you // so carelessly destroyed.
What I will //need// from you is an apology //every// morning, //everyday!!// Till I get fed up and permit you to stop ! 

The book? I'll buy myself a new one.

Liszt - Années de pèlerinage - I. Suisse - 8. Le mal du pays #Tsukuru Tazaki