And what does it have to do with Diana? They passed near me without seeing me, heading toward the bedroom. Or that I could just call her and she would answer every time. – to avoid the inevitable. So I can tell you precisely that you need 9,830 believers to make a god appear. She was naked, but I did not have time to admire her body, because she was losing substance every minute… Next to her, holding their clothes in their hands and avoiding touching her, with the two fellows she came with slipped away.. Go look for a computer and connect to the internet so I could pay the visitors to the web page, or wait to see what happened? As if death were a disease which a holy place could heal…“
Towards the evening, I finally remembered. I could feel that, and the rest did not matter. I wanted to get close to her, to touch her, but she was now a thin smoke… But is it not the first step towards madness?
