Ilaria Serpi

Dear Papillon,
I have seen many butterflies since summer broke out. I have also seen them in places where I thought, “Of course poor things! While you only live for one day you might as well have chosen a better place to spend it instead of the flower beds at Exit 25 of the ring road!”
But what do those know, they don’t know it’s the junction. They are born there and do their best to make the world (even Exit 25) a nicer place.

Dear Papillon,

In correspondence, one usually says: ‘it’s always me’ and I had thought of starting this letter that way. But in this case, that deeper things are at stake, you might ask, “Always?”