The fuzzy people

Modifié le : 2019/08/07

Fuzzy people live in our daily lives. We meet them, look at them for a time of desire or indifference. Some are happy, others don’t know how they will make it through the day. Some will die today while the survivors laugh, work, prepare to live or die tomorrow. More will be born.

There are more fuzzy people when it rains, or it is cold, or when rain, snow, wind chance intermingles to make us bend our backs further. The people of the north are industrious because they are cold. So much the better if, in the hollow of their bed, they enjoy the luxury of a warm and gourmet look upon them