This is a bar opposite the hostel I stayed, called the dude. In greece you can smoke inside and outside of the bar, normally closed about 2,3 o’clock am. I have been to this dude bar few time because it’s so close to me, and barman speak English..
One night there’s a girl on the street persuaded me to buy the flower, and asked me to spared the changes for her baby in her belly. I’m a little bit drunk at that point and so I started to tell her what’s the life should be for a girl at her age. She should think of education, her life rather than an unborn child that I don’t even understand how she got pregnant at her age. I tried to tell her to think for yourself, escape or whatever you can to change it. She was a bit shocked I think, she stopped a while motionless. Then.. the worst things is she repeat the sentence she told me before. Can you spare your change for my baby?
My heart sink.. really sink to the bottom of my heart. I gave her some changes and walked away. I walked to the dude bar, I gave them the flower to the barman. He carefully rearranged it in a bottle, nobody noticed it. They all too busy at their chatting, drinking and themselves. It’s a small thing in the world and sadly it happens everyday, so why do I need to be bother? why I dare to think I might can change her life?
I believe at that night I look into the flower is not same as before. It is hopeless and loneliness decorative object in the world.