There once lived a bug-eyed guy on Carrer Joaquin Costa (he sold delicious wines to a faithful clientele) who had a lightbulb moment…
… he thought it would be a good idea to ask his friend on Carrer Robí to take good care of all the lightbulb flowers so they could bloom and disperse into the wind…
… for he was hoping they would reach the owl on Passeig de Sant Joan, perched high above the ground, and let him know, that across town, somebody cared about her.
Happy Monday, everyone! Have a great week!