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Dry Sentimental Journey Togther Part1

That night was so cold than usual at Miami beach I arrived at from Tokyo, when I was meeting her was three years ago, but before I headed for here, she suddenly left me and gone away from me in Tokyo. She was firm company employee lady from Brazil, but she was entering into Tokyo via this Miami, because she dealt with commodities music concern items particularly to be related with Miami base for maniac ones to Bile Funk, or Capoeira, as Rio de Jeneiro taste commodities at Frorida.


That day was six days earlier to Presidential election, but to me, evangelists vote or B●ack Lives ●atter or so all were irelevant with my that time act.Just I wanted to know and identify her footprint as heading for to somewhere in this world.



She was from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil to this Miami, she was just maid at downtown richer merchant's private residence and when she worked there employeed by old continental ethnic trade bisiness professional, and she met the very handsome break dancer from Maimi as Freedom Respecting country Afro ethnic guy, at roda de Samba at Rio's that residence in question, and he took his so passionate motion to her whose ethnic identity was old continent and native one in fusion, but after very hot serial nights, she suddenly abondoned by him whose whereabout is unknown to her, then she took first paid holidays then came to Miami, lookin for his news and certain whereabout. 


That big city regained activated atomosphere, but simultaneously acquired the infectuous rate boosting up at that day she knew it at the airport and that time she headed for her reserved hotel at central town at Miami.
Her brain had an echo of his break dancing background Rap taste rhythmic songs, she had almost no idea about contemporary dance music tunes and commonsense.


I was whimsicay roamed at restaurant serially exiting beach side road, as if I haunted at Tokyo uptown at never pandemic days a year ago, at the moment, I confirmed forward, at my walking, so beautiful Latina, and she seemed to be helplessly lonely, when I watched her face and expression whose walking was heading my walking place and nearly crossed with me, she was suffering from another younger seemed Hispanic guy's stealing her handbag, he was suddenly aimed at her loitering walk at Miami beach side road.
I was astonidhed at witnessing that aspect all and half conditioned reflectional move was made by my sudden judge and I soon hit the Hispanic guy's nose and his nose strongly had bleeding and he abruptly fell down to that road, the time, she was very shocked to that incident, she made her face so paler, then I taking my smartphone from my sleeve's chest pocket and called the police, and I asked her, "Are you okay? Is there anything wrong with you?"
My right foot was pushing and squwashing the robber guy's head with my shoe. 


(to be continued)
(Oct. 30th. 2020)


Note;This novel series would be upped by me so capriciously irregularly, you know.