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We shared the same cocktail, it was made with grapes and pepper, a little India in our mouth. She took a picture of me next to a vase with flowers on it. Each flower, each bulb light, everything gave up its color to the red atmosphere, the strongest light, the lower frequency. A few feet away, on the decks, there he was mixing Shelter by The XX. It was a remix I already knew. I already knew him too. Or maybe not. I just tried too hard, and I couldn’t. Then I started talking about him, about the man who was on the decks. It felt like the end of a little era, when I had the most fake feeling about someone. I cheated myself. I still remember how it began, mostly because nothing happened. So I confessed to her what she already knew. I have been in love with him during the last year since the day I met him. What started as a late night tale became the meaning of my life, a new life. A sweet dream and a nightmare at the same time, and all because of him, the DJ who didn’t know anything about it.

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