…and the warm water of the Labrador Sea. You couldn’t sleep much because you were eager to tell me. Infinite Laughs, Infinite Love.

South Europe. It’s bedtime now. We’ll “talk” at your 10-11 am. Infinite Love.

Try to forget it, one day we will run to the sea. Infinite Love.

The most magical time at the bazaar is during siesta. The crowd vanishes, time seems to freeze, lazy cats fluidly slink off the roofs, and the way to the sea is open. Do you want to rush to the sea or...