We met several years ago for the first time, and obviously we got lost, altogether. No reason to panic, like some might do. I guess it was introduction, nice to know you too.
Then accidentally one more time, during the night, all night long till the sunset. I had no clue, I will come back, I'll have to stay. And then that suddenly I will have to leave for good. I cannot get lost anymore, even if I try hard, maybe because it has happened so many times within last 2 years. It was fun and creepy, ugly, so crowded you wanna go postal, so quiet you want to whisper, inhabited by freaks and beauties, constantly changing the flow of bodies crawling on it's streets. Driving you crazy when you desperately want to run away do not know where, but all you can get is one more way or no way at all. It is like being stuck in limbo, blessed or cursed, not sure. I am happy, I am sad, I have to go somewhere else.