Found in a Trashcan

[Alphonse Giordano]

{Fall

It's getting colder. I was kicked out of another abandoned building last night. I went back this morning, and it was gone. I went to the publisher again, but she wouldn't see me until I learned English....I hate this country.}

[Alphonse Giordano]

{Winter}

{Its cold. Its so cold. I took a few coats and gloves from rich people. They won't miss them. I still don't understand anything these people say. I liked Rome much better. It was warm there. I'm getting desperate now. I think I may go mad. Sure, it is fun to screw with the minds of the ungifted, but still...ing.....ink........olen pen......ying up.................mn.}