As we came out of the cinema where we were terrified by camera work and extraterrestrial Chloe's look and I was walking round some puddle so, I suddenly run into some man's hip whereupon he stopped and was gazing so intently on me that I glanced back at him more than once. Probably I mimic and fit on all the manners of characters I see unconsciously, so when we're walking I have some ardent lust in my bedroom eyes or perhaps that's all about my shortsightedness.

music: Lois Garrel - Ma memoire sale