Alberto

Achava um absurdo as contradições de Eloiza e contava, toda noite, as moedinhas para o café (da manhã) na padaria da esquina.

Ela achava que, isso sim, não era normal.

Gringolet

Gringo-leite
With no new “verde havianis”
But my last unblossomed flower, in his hand.
He was her dream of happiness and I was not going to stand in the way.
The real “American dream”
across an ocean and a few rivers.