Carmen
Carmen. I stumbled on her page in summer 2024. A short clip : the curve of her neck breathing in the naked sun ; no filters – just skin , movement , moles . I scrolled __ Her framing—pulled me in. So I wrote. She replied. Quick clever uneven. ____ We met . —there’s an…
Pippi
Even from a distance, knowing nothing about her, she struck me as, how to put it, pleasantly a little crazy. Hair: short, messy, as if an egg with green paint had been smashed over itFace: large, not beautiful, but not ugly eitherClothes: worn-out Pippi Longstocking My dog, of course, didn’t pass her by and went…
Pierre
“Shall we?” Pierre gestured towards the entrance of Saint-Sulpice.Inside, he pointed to the first side-chapel on the right, and we sat before the mural of Jacob Wrestling with the Angel.”What do you think?” I asked.“Jacob will lose. He always does,” he said, then added, “Are you hungry?””No, I’m fine, but I’ll follow you.”We found a…
