I do my thing, and you do your thing... And if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful. If not, it can't be helped.
Fritch Perls
This is a story about two people who met, by chance - if there is such a thing called "chance"- at a museum.
Two people who have lived for years in the same city, in two different apartments, two different but perhaps similar lives, each not knowing of the other's existence. Upon meeting, they create their own little "museum of life." Their meeting leads them to a long, expectant rendezvous, to a pleasant dinner, followed by a surprising - or perhaps not surprising - dessert
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