Vincent's Yellow

a[n] [auto]biography and a love story.

From Frankfurt

Teresa rests her head on Vincent´s shoulder. She wears a sleeping mask over her eyes and an inflatable neck pillow. Both are covered by an airline blanket. Vincent: Where are we? Teresa (sleepy): On a plane. Vincent: A what? Teresa: We´re flying. Vincent: Right now? Teresa: Yes. To Amsterdam. Vincent: To Amsterdam? From the United […]

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