Another decade arrives already, Tomiro! Last night you watched twenty humans shot themselves up to space, in a private swedish capsule unapproved by Ruschina. Soon every ten-fingered creature has left this planet. Most have gone to moons like Titan or Triton. However biggest news is that small moon around Venus, which never existed until humans built it. We know you hid whole night in your cave-room, avoiding violent flames. Then snoozing away year's first day.... We let you dream about a woman holding her stone-sculptured owl. Still it flew down on your shoulder,  wanted to be kissed rather than photographed.

Twenty years ago this city was crazy crowded, extremely tight between each life and each death. Tomiro, you feared many seconds getting your breath stolen, while next wagon became stuck. From a broken double record, almost seventy years old, Springsteen sings "Two hearts are better than one"!! More true than true?? Well, since you never really have found another vaettir to love or live with, you walk around with two hearts in the shape of one splitted. It seems unable to be mended by anyone among your vaettir people. Maybe a human heart would be the strange but only solution?!