Porn and violins

I'm sitting in an internet cafe in Riga on the main town square. On one side of me, a dirty old man is sitting looking at porn. Yuck. On the other side of me is a window overlooking the square where a duo are playing beautiful music on the violin, the sun is slowly crawling in to bed and people are strolling leisurely. And I'm the monkey in the middle, and the keyboard and mouse on this computer are greasy and dirty and I'm hoping it wasn't a dirty old man like the one by my side that used this computer last. Yuck.