On the train back from Milan, where I went some weeks ago, this girl fall asleep on the seat in front of me. Actually every time her cell was beeping she rapidly answered, and more than one time I suspected she wasn't sleeping at all.

Later I couldn't resist to sketch at least one of her amazing pink and white shoe.

Work on my dummy goes on even if in a very slowly way: But thinking at my troubled last days, that's definitely better than nothing!
So here's page three, or the one that could be page three.