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Thirteen: The name's Doctor. The Doctor.

Twelve: The name's Disco. Basil Disco.

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Someday I’ll finnish this ........

I’ll let west carve you into a song

He meets Diogo on his third night in Las Vegas. Handsome face, infectious laugh, bright as a summer day. He is a Brazilian citizen of the world, at least that’s how he introduced himself. “I’ve been everywhere” he tells him one night “all over the world” He’s the only bartender who doesn’t seems to be intimidated by him.

“Pfffff” he exclaims “I’ve been everywhere too, but in the universe.Everywhere in the universe”

Diogo laughs loudly, his white teethes sparkling like city lights.

“You’re drunk, Basil”

His laugh echoes like thunder claps. Half bottle of wine and he’s already telling too much. At least he was able to drink the thing. Chin face couldn’t sip Earl grey without falling on his face.

“I should’ve drink apple juice” says the Doctor giving accusatory glances to the empty glass of wine. “I feel very stupid”

Diogo contemplates him for a moment and his face softness with something the Doctor recognize in angry haze. It’s funny, apparently being tipsy helps him seeing emotions more clearly. He can see compassion spilling from Diogo like champagne in New Year’s Eve. “Apple juice isn’t going to cure your sadness, old man”

“I’m not sad” he says offended flapping his hands around “I’m just extremely pensive”

The man just gives him a very condescending look that makes him feel like a 5-year spoiled child. He doesn’t like the feeling. He likes to be the 2000 and something year old mysterious and clever space man who travels through time and space. To cool and wise to be smothered.

“See” he says trying to compose himself, putting his fist under his jaw. The perfect image of Rodin’s thinker “pensive just pensive”

Diogo signs shaking his head.

It can’t be helped he thinks. He’s been very nonsensical these days. He is following a ghost through the dessert like a lost man seeking water. With just a name and the hollow of her shape in his heart.

“I bet it was a girl”

His heart stops a beat. Somewhere, miles away the other heart she took with her beats faster than a hummer bird’s wings.

“Why do you think that?” he asks tightening his jaw.

“I’ve seen the signs before” says the man cleaning imaginary dirt on the counter with a cloth. “They are very good at that…”

“What? Turning people into alcoholics?

“Breaking hearts” says Diogo simply.

“Ha” says the Doctor without a hint of humor in his voice “That’s the truth behind every love song for you”

Diogo smiles

“I suppose you know about that. So tell me about Clara?”

The Doctor looks at the bartender in bewilderment.

“Don’t look so shocked, you’ve been repeating that name all night,” he says smiling smugly “ so who’s Clara?”

“If you don’t want to talk about it its fine by me,” says Diogo shrugging slightly “but try to look less miserable. You are scaring my clients away”

With that, the man puts another glass of wine in front of him and walks off towards two blond women three sits away from him.

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