Stranger: You speak English?
Stranger: Where are you from?
Stranger: I knew that. I saw your face. I knew that you were English.
Me: What can I do for you?
Stranger: You a tourist?
Me: No, I’m a writer. I’m travelling through.
Stranger: You a writer?
Me: Yeah. I’m a writer without any money.
Stranger: It’s not possible. You can’t be a writer and not have money.
Me: I didn’t say I was any good. Anyway, I write on the internet. Anyone can write on the internet.
Stranger: This is true. You are right, you are right.
Me: Thank you.
Stranger: I have a PhD in economics but there’s no work. I have a wife and two kids at home and I can’t find work. So I come here, walk the streets, ask people for money.
Me: Where’s home?
Me: You said you have a wife and two kids at home. Where’s home?
Me: Oh, right.
Stranger: I have two kids.
Me: I know. I’m happy for you.
Stranger: Why are you happy?
Me: Because you’ve got kids. That’s nice.
Stranger: Yeah, it’s nice, but it’s not nice that I can’t take care of them. I have to ask people for money. It’s…
Me: I know. I had to ask people for money recently. It’s embarrassing.
Stranger: It’s embarrassing. Yeah. Fuck.
Me: What’s your name?
Me: I’m Karl.[We shake hands. I take some money out of my pocket. There is a two-euro coin and some smaller ones. I think about putting the two-euro coin back in my pocket but I don’t want to appear mean. Plus, I have it. I have two euros. Moses has two kids.]
Me: Here you go.
Moses: Thank you.
Me: But I take your photograph, OK?[My camera is already round my neck. I am a tourist really.]
Moses: OK.[I take his photograph.]
Moses: Let me see, let me see.[I show Moses the photograph.]
Me: Ti piace?
Moses: It’s cool, it’s cool.
Me: OK. Good luck, Moses.
Moses: Goodbye.[Moses moseys on down the road. I sit down and write. A writer writes. This blog post cost me nearly three euros. A snip.]