Kingdom of Mark Zuckerberg and his mythical birds, by: Ahmed Abdul Latif

Sometimes she would make small figures of people walking in the street or sitting on a balcony to give the city life and pulse. And in Madrid, she made from clay figures of people walking in the city streets, including a tall, thin man with a beard and mustache walking in Atucha Street. I looked at him many times, and she was surprised at my contemplation, my stopping to look at him, and my comments on him more than my comments on the city itself. But I had no answer at that time. And after many years, I discovered that this man is me, and I am walking alone, with a beard and mustache, in Atucha Street on my way to meet Neurka after I got to know her through Tinder. We arranged to see each other so that each of us could see and touch the other. My steps were trembling with fear that exceeded eagerness for the experience and adventure. And I understood, when I realized that, that the unseen is not completely hidden, but it has signs that appear to us from time to time without us noticing.