2003. gada rudenī pa šo ielu gāja
skolēns ar zīmējumu mapi un domāja:
“Kad izaugšu, pārcelšos uz Rīgu.
Lai gan... ja šeit uzcels kinoteātri,
varbūt nemaz nepārcelšos. Vai arī,
ja man būsmotocikls un mani uzņems
motoklubā. Katru rītu to mazgāšu
un spodrināšu ar melnu samta lupatiņu.
Klusējotun ar ļoti nopietnu sejas izteiksmi.”
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In the autumn of 2003, a schoolboy
walked down this street carrying a folder
with drawings and thought: "When I grow up,
I'll move to Riga. Although... if they build
a movie theatre here, maybe I won't
move after all. Or I’ll have a motorcycle
and get into a motorcycle club. Every morning
I'll washit and polish it with a black velvet cloth.
Silently, with a very serious expression."