You show me yours and I'll show you mine. We're still writing love letters to each other even now, when he's 76 and I'm only 79. I still see him as a dummy, though his skin has wrinkled and he always looks as if he has just got out of water. He is still teaching at the college and I am still eavesdropping on him in the lecture hall where we conceived our first child. He is still using his students to teach the anatomy of the human body. We emerged from the waves naked and lay in a patch of sand, forever remembered in our memories. Beside us, a lifeguard stares out at the ocean. 30, 29, 28.
(Translated by Andreea Ciubuc / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by conf. dr. Daria Protopopescu / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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