Are you this man - unknown, uninvited, unexpected? Were you the perfect stranger in the suit, standing there, in the gallery - maybe smiling?

What could your eyes see? What was in your mind? Were you enjoying the view? What were you thinking about? Were you recalling something? Were you waiting for somebody?

I met a perfect stranger for the first time on Monday, January 16th, 2012, about midnight. They say sometimes, you're not aware of what you're needing until somebody else shows it to you; sometimes, you don't know you were missing something, until you happen to find it in a perfect stranger.

I dedicate this blog to my perfect stranger. Diego, Max, Jurgen - whatever your name is and whoever you might be, all I can say to you now is: «Enchantée. Thank you for meeting me, too. My pleasure.»

mercredi, juillet 10, 2013

Goodbye (I'm leaving with July)

Caminando entre extraños
Más extraños que yo

Nós conversamos sobre o futuro
Entre vocé e eu.

Sweet little darling, where will we be?

É difficile da capire...
Tutto volge al termine

Nous sommes des imbéciles...
Nous sommes... We're fool to try

To slow down this seemingly
Non-stop July

Somos tontos intentando desacelerar
Este Julio que parece de nunca acabar...

(Kat se fue con julio. Me estoy yendo, me voy, me fui... Au revoir.)

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