girls, girls...

[Anna Balint]

even if a certain geert would exist, i can tell you that he would not dear 
to subscribe to syndicate: because of my driving license. that’s a long 
story, going back to the very existence of geert . he gave politely my 
two driving licences to a policeman who of course immediately 
confiscated one of them, the more important one. i never got it back, 
and my other licence was stolen recently. though i am not in berlin, this 
is how my car is in berlin, and i cannot drive it home, in a country that is 
not my country, but next to an appartment that a person called geert 
pretends that it’s his appartment, but it is my appartment. one would 
think that this is an imaginary story. but all wanted to say is not at all 
that a certain geert exists, on the contrary....