Paula Mota’s Reviews > As Noites Frias da Infância > Status Update

On Sundays…these days…if I am strolling down an alley…and catch sight of a father in pyjamas…or if, on a grey and raining winter day, I see smoke rising from a stovepipe…and windows fogged with steam…if I look in to see laundry hanging up to dry…if the clouds are almost low enough to touch the damp bricks…(..)…if I hear live football matches blaring from every radio…all I want is to go, go, go, and keep going.