Talks over lunch, body combat, Lisbon, strange exhibitions, many very nice moments we spent together over the last years.
But there was a night, few years ago, Joanne showed up with K in a bar where I was having an excellent night with L. It was, seems, a private birthday party but L and I were there, having free cocktails, looking at the people, dancing the tubes. Joanne and her friend arrived already a bit happy. Joanne and I laugh and danced, danced until dawn. One of the many good moments I spend with you, for sure you remember. You are leaving for a new life next week. I’ll be doing the same in about one month. I will certainly not forget moments like that night.
Keep in touch Joanne. Ce n’est pas toujours facile à dire ‘à la prochaine’.