You always dash hurriedly for only one stop, Arguelles to Moncloa. I guess it's because you also have to catch a bus from there. You wear tight jeans, like everybody here does. You have glorious brown locks...always listening to your ipod...always looking jaded...although once you had on gloves, MJ style. Will you ever notice me? I'm the mousy looking girl who listens to NPR podcasts...but secretly glances in your direction...