Three days after my last post I met someone who died days after. I still can’t believe it. But this very person saw my first version of this story back then and said: “You can do that”. The story has been asleep for several years, but is coming back to life, and new in several aspects. Now, it reminds me of him. I won’t be able to show him the final print-version, which makes me sad.
Tapir
