2001. A woman looks at me. Sweet insomnia in the cities where all the windows facing the outdoors or at sea. A cigar. His face turns red desire. A road leading to the beach. I smoke and I see the palmtrees. Vanessa was naked in front of me. Tourism of memories. Everyone expects the arrival of the corpse. Both sides, loved and lost. Thirty seconds of silence. I have watched her every day for hours from the fifth floor. A statue. And again the eyes of Frederika. A garden with yellow flowers. A telephone conversation and a very soft voice. Erika picks up her suitcase and turned off the light. Hotels with forgettable names. Tall buildings. I am trying to sleep, while she stare at. At the airport. It’s raining. I think it will be the last kiss. Claudette. A broken photo. A letter to anybody. I combine my work and pleasure, and that’s it starts “Le Petit Hotel”.