My: Zipolite the Movie begins.... 

I arrive in the middle of the afternoon. It is roasting. The cobble stone street is too hot for bar feet. The few people that are out and about look a little wrung out. They watch me quietly as I pass by. Some slightly nod their heads when I make eye contact. Is this a town I want to stay in? I didn't really plan on passing through her but some how the bus dropped me off here and said there wasn't another bus til tomorrow. It feels a little like a show from, The Twilight Zone. Ha Ha, no need to get myself all worried. Just smile and find a place to stay. I can think about leaving, tomorrow.... 

 In the background plays 'Hotel California': "Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive. You can check-out any time you like, But you can never leave!" It is roasting. The cobbled street is too hot for the feet of the bar. The few people who are out of place seem a bit squeezed. They look at me silently as I pass. Some nod slightly when I make eye contact. Is this a city I want to stay in? I wasn't really planning on going through it, but somehow the bus dropped me here and said there was no other bus until tomorrow. It feels a bit like a show from The Twilight Zone. Ha ha, no need to worry. Just smile and find a place to stay. I can think of leaving tomorrow ... 

 In the background 'Hotel California' plays: "Relax," said the man of the night, "We are programmed to receive. You can check-out whenever you want, but you can never leave!"