And one day, after a woman I met on the street did the same and I later asked her why, she told me that, best she could tell, her tears had had something to do with my being happy and strong, but vulnerable too.
Kiedyś kobieta spotkana na ulicy zaczęła płakać. Zapytałem o powód. Wyjąkała przez łzy, że jestem taki szczęśliwy i silny, ale taki kruchy.