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ANGELS & DEMONS Sometimes I have so much voices whispering inside my head that is difficult to concentrate, to pay attention to what they´re saying. Until two of them rise up above and shout; one is singing a beautiful song, full of inspiration, telling me that I´m safe, that everything…

Few daring clouds spread through the astonishingly blue sky. Way below, the shadows hide in the dark pavement confronted with the noon sunlight. Some people walk on the neighborhood street: a dirty mason, a speeding housemaid, and an old lady carrying a construction cart. …