A Statue... Man with umbrella
It was May in Lisbon had been walking long sat down on a
bench
near a statue of a great Portuguese navigator, resting sore
feet.
I had earlier that day bought an umbrella, it broke in high
wind
so I put it beside on the bench. A child came sat on my lap
and his
mother took a photo, apparently they thought I was a statue
too.
A man who was showing tourists around said I was a figure made
by the famous Gabriel Bard. I said nothing since I had lost
ability
to speak. In the morning cleaners came hosed me and the
other
statue down so we looked spotless and presentable for
tourists.
After a month I took the night train home in the knowledge that
my picture was taken
a thousand times. In the news, next day
a story of a
disappeared statue, the police was on the case.
Gabriel Bard was interviewed, poor
man he was almost in tears
and demanded to be generously reimbursed
for his great work.
Was the sculptor is a charlatan
cashing in on my fame?
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