Kelly

It was my first day without cats in house. No more running cats when I get downstairs and open the door of a livingroom. The place feels empty. My coffee feels bad.

It’s been silent a whole day.
I could even hear it.

Beginning of the evening I visited a few pubs but these were empty too.
The night is cold - and this city is fu*kin’ dead!

I came back home earlier, like 22.15 ‘o clock or so, when I decided to dial the number I’ve got from a friend. It’s from an old highschool friend. She’s been living in Germany for quite a while now and she said she has a two years old son.

Tomorrow she’ll send me an e-mail.
That she said too.

Perhaps I’ll visit her some day.

Kelly, the stewardess

Please meet Kelly.
I’ve been told she’s a stewardess.
She’s been on the same shoot we had with Mirjam a while ago, and it was the first and also the last time I saw her.

No idea where she’s flying or hanging out now, but if you – by any chance - see her somewhere, please give her my greatings. Will ya!

Model: Kelly.
Photo by: Milko Mebus (www.milkomebus.com)

Model Kelly, in hotel by: photographer Milko Mebus.

Stewardess Kelly, in hotel by: photographer Milko Mebus.

See, fly, bye! :))

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