We Are Not Like Them !
We were the people who were not in the papers.
We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print.

It gave us more freedom.
We lived in the gaps between the stories!

It Was Empty And Cold And He Was My Fire-
Last Call-
I met you when your heart was ringing the bell for last call

Drunk on gin with a big smile and a wet tongue  and I said to you :
"Serve me something bitter"
And Just Like That, 
- You Did It  -