Over the period 2005-2025, I shared my life with that of Elena del Valle, at which point, she decided that she had had enough of me. Fair enough.

On Christmas of this year, being alone with little else more rejoicing to do, I had written a long text on those twenty years. Which displeased everybody. Literally everybody. Nobody never writes to me about anything, but this one text, where I complained about the facility with which people... heck, I'm writing it again!

Still, even that text was too much. Everything is always too much. It was probably the only thing worth reading I wrote, then.

Anyway, this text became obsolete because I later realized that it has been made into a motion picture anway, of much higher quality than even my best text. But otherwise the exact same story. So I'm substituting it for a link to the movie. Now that's legitimate entertainment.