Because, while the tube was resident, as required by law, at the residence of his parents, met friends greedy and later his mother too early, and shut the door, because the owner of the house was a drunk to be lost if he there was no time left to supply the worthy mother of a family shoe beating formula, when the warmth of the house to welcome home the temple priest. The father and son sleeping, in short, far from home most of the night, for the first such in prison, where he was second in the evening, and he used to late evening and mid-stream. Not for this deplorable Geraldine had before was very natural, because it was an early sign of emancipation, that he was very proud. With it he could not agree was to spend Sunday of Carnival without jokes, without sauce (which she did badly needed) and give it a sense for each individual member of any of the institutions of its natural enemy, the Church and State. It was late, around 04:00, and was as bad weather would ruin it all too quickly. The city was dead, without masks, nor had any noise, clubs, or snow pellets, pipe was disgusted with such indifference and apathy. Where were they? Why not pay homage to attend because of his antics? Do not tease him from the shoemaker the king, all pedestrians? But there were no bystanders. We were afraid: the castle in their respective homes in the fireside, not found with the pipe, a victim of the year, grab his brief moments of revenge that Carnival offered. In addition, Geraldine no fire to warm himself, will stand as an iceberg if he became more rigid and smooth. If you pass the human spirit, throw Geraldine, a bunch of snow, taste, warm your hands, because he believed that snow tubing heats the cold hands by force.