A tale 4 places and an OR, wrapped around the city i won’t call home


Take II – São Tomé & Príncipe, 2014

I’m not going – the woman told him. – The date is approaching, the time is running… My whole life’s depending on this.

That’s up to you – the man answered. – If you’re not coming, i’m going by myself.

Well, that’s not an option, she pondered.

They wandered the whole island. They met people. There was this Roça which used to be a hospital and someone had left behind medical material. Clearly the place harboured a recent mission. She felt envy – not the bad kind, but the good one. The kind of envy that inspires you to be greater.

They barely stopped. Everytime the did, she would study.

Except for that one time. The beach was deserted, they were eating fresh coconut, whales playing in the horizon. It felt like paradise. She would never forget that moment. Nor the feeling she got. She would return. And her dreams would come true.

They did.

São Tomé & Príncipe – ?

Tale yet to be lived. The hope inside this pandora box smiles.



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