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The Cambridge Bar about midnight.
The bar is closing. We have gone out and we stay on the street for a moment, just to say bye.
I start to tell “‘I need your help, but I’m wondering how I could help you in exchange…” the woman, who I’m talking to, stops me and responds “I’m going to help you without any conditions” and follows stressing “No conditions, at all” After that she kisses me and goes.
“Nothing is without conditions, except in friendship and in love,” I thought while I saw her to move away from me ‘them she only have left me two options or becoming in her friend or loving her… perhaps another, both of them.’
Until I felt to sleep, late, that night, I couldn’t stop to think in those words.