#023 Reverie

The smell reminds me of the parking lot where we had pizza on plastic lawn chairs. You know, the one that had a 1000 boxes and an oven. The locals seemed so happy that we visited them we received a pizza with Nutella as a gift. We went straight to bed afterwards. ‘When are you actually truly happy?’ Is he still wandering in the twilight on the side of the road? Telling him to not use tape seem to trigger him to use it anyway. “Are you getting home safe?” He wanted my address to buy me a new roll of tape. I didn’t want to give my address but he insisted anyway. Please get home safe. Juni 2026, fotografie: Romy Rouffaer. Tekst: Romy Rouffaer en Koen Tornij 44 pagina's op 120 grams gerecyceld papier, A5