She was cheerful and vivacious like an animal, her mouth was small, but with full lips I couldn’t stay away from, and when she smiled, the smile would hang like jewelry round the closed, finely curved mouth. Her eyes were green and constant, in an odd way more part of her body than part of her face. I remember her best walking in blinding daylight through long streets where all the windows blinked liked eyes, she would see herself in the windows and in mirrors behind them and sell herself with breasts and hips to the bright blinking air, before it started to darken around her, before everything became so quiet and greenish.

November, 2009