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I was walking in the center of Brussels, the stores were closed. I don't remember why I was there. But I know that your presence invaded me. A music, a soul caught my heart and grabbed me. I remained frozen in time. You were beautiful, with the distant light of the night. Your hat, your long coat. I was too intimidated to talk to you, I gave you a coin, I scribbled a “thank you” and I prayed to see you again.
Thank God we met again, thanks to Google we were able to talk. I danced and you played music, you made me meet your friends, you played and I danced again. And I wanted to share you with the world I know.

In the past, the space on 425 avenue Louise in Brussels was a bank. At the bottom of this space, there is a cupboard. In the opening of the doors of the cupboard, we discover a selection of old and new objects arranged in an ornamental way. The bookcase opens a secret passage on the former safe of the bank, in a random and mechanical way. Inside the safe, enlightened by the light coming from the outside, Nelu Chitaristu, a Rumanian musician improvises gypsy music and stops playing when the door closes.