Relief
Relief

Summary/Abstract: I’m sprawling comfortably in the shade, with my feet on the railing. Pero is sitting leaning his elbows on his knees. He’s a bit subdued, he doesn’t like heights. I always laugh when I remember him once saying that he likes height but only at a distance. But my ninth floor is quite normal for me. When I go down to someone on the fourth floor, I have the feeling that I would be able to step out of the window and take a walk, it’s so low down. I’m on holiday, Pero hasn’t had a job for the last ten years...

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