Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第707/1399页)

gbutIamalreadyverytired.Thedecadesrolledbysofast.Mylifeseemedscarcelytohavebegun,buthereitisalreadyending…”Hethrewawayhiscigarettebuttandwasabouttoliedow,whewohomelesspersonslikehimingtowardshimontheoppositesideofthestreet.Ohemushingabrandnewshoppingcartwhiletheotherworedarkgssesandhadawhiteeinhishand.DavidreizedhimashisoldfriendDimitriandalsoguessedattheidentityofhispanion.

    ThateveningafterleavingDimitriatthenoisystreeter,Davidwalkedon,eyespeeledfarettebuttsleftoreets.Herummagedineverygarbagefordiscardedleft-overfood,butunfortunatelycameupwithonlyafewemptybeers.HewasgreatlydisappointedandwalkedtowardsDream-Maker’sBakery,knowingthattheyalwaysleftday-oldbreadandpastriesthatwouldnotkeepin