That’s how it all started. The writing, the songs, visions, books read in the dead of the night, red wine, the three years of smoking slims, the love, the orgies, the pain, Italian coffee…with a drop that fell in an ocean and sent ripples across the universe. Across my universe. And looking back now, to all that it was all that could have been, I feel empty, pointless, directionless. All lost faster that the tick of that fossil of a watch I still own somewhere on a shelf back in France…

So listen here sonny, that guy is also a fraud. Don’t believe everything he is telling you. I see a bright future for you. But stay away from him and his doings. There are stories they tell about his kind. Stay away…

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