This morning, the director said that by six p.m. I must produce a concrete cast of a vole burrow. They film at sunrise tomorrow and need the burrow today, as they have roped in a zoologist who will take the night to evaluate my work. The movie has to do with the endless human striving for satisfaction. Its protagonist is a young woman prone to buying things in attempts to better her life. Recently, she purchased the cast of the vole burrow from a rich man, who poured concrete...
It was a yakiniku joint in the loosest sense of the term, like no other yakiniku I’d ever seen before. Meat, vegetables, sauces so glistening and perfect they were on a different level than ordinary food, and when I bit in, everything was so good my face went stupid, I just couldn’t help it. And it wasn’t only meat. They had things like uni, salmon roe, truffle eggs over rice. Each grill table was...
“The best thing about events like this is getting drunk. This is real networking!” Bruno said to me, laughing loudly, taking a sip from his Godello white wine.
The conference had ended a few minutes ago; everyone had clapped and left to enjoy the appetizers and get drinks, determined to put on their best faces and network.
Bruno had quickly rushed toward a table where drinks were being served, disinterested in what was happening.
“Two glasses, of...
