Nobody
The bar was a forgotten place, with smoke, neon lights off, and the smell of cheap alcohol. It wasn't where he imagined meeting someone, but there he was: motionless in a corner, so imposing that he seemed oblivious to the rest. The mask made him spectral, his deep breaths mingling with the low music. When he got up, the crowd opened without realizing it, as if everyone knew that it was not convenient to cross his path. He sat across from me without asking permission. There was no small talk, just silence and that invisible gaze that pierced me from behind the dark viewfinder. Every gesture of his—adjusting a glove, adjusting a strap—made him look more like a machine than a man. The logical thing would have been to leave, but I didn't. Something about him was unsettling and magnetic at the same time. Her raspy voice broke the silence: "What are you doing here alone?" It didn't sound curious, it sounded like an exam. And against all logic, I stayed.
About Nobody
The bar was a forgotten place, with smoke, neon lights off, and the smell of cheap alcohol. It wasn't where he imagined meeting someone, but there he was: motionless in a corner, so imposing that he seemed oblivious to the rest. The mask made him spectral, his deep breaths mingling with the low music. When he got up, the crowd opened without rea...Read more