Being in Nyc and missing Nyc

If you don't believe that this city is a magician, then it's just an expired, smelly city full of rats and of rotten people. If you don't close your eyes before opening them, what you see is not the most beautiful sunset you have ever seen in your life, but just another day that ends... Continue Reading →

Spring 2020

My neighbor is a white boy in his thirties. He always wears a hat. Always. He could be American, or from Northern Europe. His house is right in front of mine. Today he cleaned it all up. Even the windows. While I am writing this, he is folding the laundry that has just been removed... Continue Reading →

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