Japanese Paint Over Ster Silver

I wrote two lines, maybe more .. all addressed to Asti, happy to have fellow citizens so cool and laid out to others, because obviously
connections ciofeche ee letters written in notebooks left over, now that I'm a PC and a connection before our eyes, I can not find the script, no problem .. come ..
My head is not empty, even he felt something strong and to transcribe ..

House, feel at home, feel comfortable, be calm and laughing inside.
today I feel all this. I am finally back to
Adjohoun, you just quell'Adjohoun where there is nothing .. or so I thought maybe ..

was almost a month since I viewed these people, and genuine, that does not smell of the fires of garbage, which I did not laugh with the team comprising 5% of the conversation!
was something magical in its simplicity! Departure
moving up the market to Dantokpa, bush taxi to Porto Novo and other bike for the track to Adjohoun. Already
SNET me there at home, no taxi driver wanted me to rub, the villagers greet you, the kids running after you, there are no cars, motorbikes and unfortunately only a few passing some trucks with their infinite dust.
come into town.
now a taxi driver stops me, calling me by name, and Dorota, the first one that took me from Adjohoun in Porto Novo, shake his hand, smiling.

Break recharge my phone credit, Mr. Salam Dine in his studio with its apprentices in sewing, hugs, kisses 4, too much time telling me!

front office the other point of view and sewing, my child calling me from behind the back of her mother: TATA TATA says, means big sister, will be long hair, but it's okay!
I'm going to embrace him, I remove him from his mother and I took him away for a few minutes, returning greeting everyone.
I wonder what brought them laugh.
I want to go to the office, there are only Beninese: Sonia is on leave in France, Peter in his office further up the street.
A little shy, I look, Cesar, the keeper calls me, how are you!
A handshake happy, strong and sincere. Then
Abel, a huge smile, a long time away, a hug, Ephrem, his eyes shining, enveloping hug as only he can give me, asking .. the old? well? .. Mom! So they say here! Then
Bertin, a smile long sigh, close, eyes meet, I feel joy!
Then came Augustine, the driver, I scream, EEEEEEE! You are here! a hug
Day .. we party!
M cabbage, I was only 20 days left and I realized that I missed too much already!