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Sitting at our academy, taking a coffee break, reading your lines from London, fantasizing on your naked yoga, going back to the meeting....

Happy mid-autumn festival.

Sleepless in hongqiao, blues from jet lag, pieces of memory fly by, violently, blurred. Just some stations on line 2...... Ps i liked your song posting today, for the married man...

Happy to hear you are healthy, and had good vacation in Tokyo. A place i’d like to go again, but is not part of my usual business travels... Enjoy the melancholic rainy nights.... 🤗

Dear L. Enjoy Tokyo.... last week, flying back from Brussels, I tried Farenheit at the duty free shop. Just to remind me of your smell....

Dear L Last week in Lyon, museum (didn’t go in...) Not sure how to read your last couple of posts.... hope you are all right.

Dear L Time is passing, focus turns into tunnel vision, workload is pressing, friends and personal needs ignored, stress is covering up desire. Just tired....

Dear L You look so adorable and young. Age does not affect you... sigh... I had a rough start into the new year, with my mom suddenly passed away. Now every second weekend I fly home to take care of my dad. And in between doing my biz trips. Today to Beijing...

I wish I could see you with a bold head... with short hair - in my memories - you are very handsome. Thinking of you....

Dear L. I wish you all the best for the new year, many great moments and best health. I noticed you being in Zurich, wondering how it would be if we run into each other one day.... A big hugs

Your wrong birthday 😉 I wish you a great vacation, with many happy encounters. There is no more hope for me. It will be impossible to find what we once had... everything now is just a momentary relieve, leaving me as empty as before, and still longing... Stay safe .

My dear L It is the time of the years, the warm days are over. The nights are now cold and wet, and the weak winter sun cannot really warm the soul anymore. We are trapped in our memories and longing. I hold you tight.