It's the weekend, the late season is beautiful and you treat yourself to a stroll along the river. On the quays, there are walkers at a steady pace, diligent joggers, artists sketching buildings in watercolor, kids twirling around perched on their skateboards, loners reading a few pages sitting in the sun with their feet dangling, happy dogs asking for a stick to bring back, a colorful bagpipe player without fear of what people will say, and even seagulls tracing the wake of boats at high speed.more

Follow your brother to the ends of the earth, help him out of a tight spot at recess, get into mischief together, and share with him the good fortune of a nonsense jam. Brother, wherever you boundmore