December 22, 2002
Listening to a group called "Interpol", lent to me by a friend. Whenenver I open it I would be reminded of Belgrade. For a while I couldn't understand why. I then smelt the cover and it seemed to have a distinct smoky scent. I think that this is the reason that I'm reminded of something that seems so unrelated. I must say that I enjoy being reminded of the "White City". How Interpol's cover can be capable of such an image, I really do not know. I sometimes wonder about our friendship, for we come from a divided line.