30.5.2019

Before going on to the next destination in our Southeast Asian trip with my family, we took a short break in a house where we met Michael. It was a room of white-painted walls, and he was sitting in front of a small window overlooking the vast landscape beneath, talking with two girls. His memory seemed to be quite vague, which later I would discover why, and yet when it came to his passions, he spoke very fluently and passionately.

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