City comment

Like for any street (an avenue, a dirt track, a boulevard), I stop in a semaphore, the cars passes, there is someone who crosses in another corner, I'm looking at the shop windows, the showcases, there are so many things that could be bought. In fact, I believe that I have lost the notion of time. And probably someone wins with it, with this my non-time here and now (and this is something typically "civil"). Even, also, I might be walking along any city, the cartels arrange in several languages; this one is a cosmopolitan and enormous city. And there are propagandas and business and digital clocks hanging of the buildings. Later I get lost between a foreign crowd.