voyeur

we were in this big house, actually : i was, it was about a car and moving i guess, there was things to pack and people on the phone, suddenly a young man crossed a corridor and i called to you
voyeur? i asked out loud
you would turn to me and nod, you were familiar suddenly, as if i knew you before but i remember that i felt you would not feel the same so i said : do you know who i am? and you would nod again
the green hood
i'd smile, acknowledged

laurent herrou
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(p.s. : laurent herrou a passer un mois à New York, espérons qu'il réapprenne le français rapidement.)