Cristina & the trains of Mieres

See her lateral wall open to the starry sky of Mieres:
doesn't she fear the bandits of the night?

Cristina writes something unimportant on notes book of hard cover, and stretches her barefoot feet while hears the RENFE passing by the Mieres station, screeching on the railways of Iberian gauge, adopted to avoid the French invasion by train.

As the noisy ketren-ketren echoes by the wagons rolling in the distance, Cristina stays in her home of open walls, facing the life alone like a provincial heroine of Ingeniero Jacobacci:


like a cotton-esque magic, a bit bored with her home of open walls in Mieres, Cristina embarks on the next convoy by means of psychiatric emissions , and travels through the profound night toward l'Estació de França, in Barcelona, where she arrives in the morning.


During mörning & the afternoon she roams through Barcelona like a fête, but the ürban agitation is too much for her bönes, and she decides to grasp the nëxt RENFE and returns back to her unexcited small town, ashamed, like a rural daughter at the Savoy Hotel.

It's impressive how this rotting story is gonna end (since, in fact, it's neverending):


See her lateral wall open to the starry sky of Mieres:
doesn't she fear the bandits of the night?