Book3:WereMyDreamIs

sotherdreamsetotakethepceoftheirpredecessors..Thus,Dimitri’sblifebecameridfull,andckedfornothing.Hefortedhimselfsaying,”Solongastherearedreams,everythingwillbefine.Solongastherearedreams,lifeisbeautifundIshallwantfornothingandIhingelse.”Heblewanotherfabulouslyrgebubblewhichfloatedupanduptowardstheskies.

    Dimitrisatthereblowingbubbles.Thestrangeandicfigureofamiddle-agedhomelessperson,whoseattentionwassolelytratedonblowingsoapbubblesusingatoyforyoungboys,arousedthecuriosityofpasserbyers.AlthoughDimitriwasblind,hewasverysensitivetotheatmospherearoundhimandsoohehadbeeaofiocuriouspedestrians.Itwasthenthatherealizedhewasinthewrongpce.Acrossthestreetwasafashionablecaféwhichwasfulnytimeofthedaya