and she turn her back she took a left and start walking.

it was about dawn. with herself she was singing "hit the road Jack" and nothing could take this song out of her mind. was stuck in there. Maybe was a message, she was trying to encrypt with that... .but she didn't found anything.

She kept walking.

I'm going home.

and she passed her apartment,

and she kept walking.

And she went in her place , not hers now....but she went there,
stood for some minutes behind the front door,
and then she went down the scales and sat down to the porch, in the front.
Looking at the neighborhood. How well she knew it all. All the buildings and all the people, and the shops, and their stories....

she light a cigarette, and then she kept walking.

and kept walking ,

in her life like that,
without going home.

XXI-st century Immigrant