A train. An airport (Charleroi). A station (Brussels). A woman (in Barcelona). A man (Bologna, but also in Seville, Sarajevo). Words. Attention. Silence.
The train stops at the Gare du midi. There are many things to say. Not fit into the mouth of Alberto. Not fit. Silence. Silence. The January 8. Where? In Barcelona. Ya. In Barcelona. Near the Cathedral. Ya. But now the silence. The silence of the eye.
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