like an infinite landscape

heraldo: will you tell me about your memories, please?

man: they are like an infinite landscape

heraldo: do you remember someone in particular?

man: yes, a woman

heraldo: you knew her well?

man: i always felt she was a stranger

heraldo: you mean that…..?

man: that trying to apprehend her or her nature could have been, somehow, an erotic experience. but it would have always involved possession.

heraldo: or revenge

man: you never get to know anyone. sometimes you can only feel that you no longer ignore them

heraldo: what will you do now?

man: remember her…

heraldo: how was she?

man: beautiful... in a sense, it was a shame

heraldo: how did you react to her death?

man: it was natural. what else could i expect?

heraldo: where is her body now?

man: are you serious? under other circumstances we would have had a family, babies, a nice house….

heraldo: but you had certain obligations, right?

man: i couldn't avoid my duties