It is still a Cow story

It is the beginning of January. The room feels empty, the air feels so thin, the wine feels like a tab water that those waiters refused...

From the mulled wine to the falling star

Part 1: It was thirty-five degrees, an uncertain day at the end of July 2019. That is simply a condition I could describe about the...

Berjalan kaki dari Café de Flore menuju Cimetière du Montparnasse mengkuti jejak cinta platonik

Waktu itu pergantian musim gugur menuju musim dingin di ujung bulan Oktober. Bersama seorang teman perempuan, saya berjalan kaki dari...