Sam and I wrote to each other feverishly, I still have these
letters, until one day, the letters stopped. We fell into each
other's heads but never could find it in ourselves to fall into
each other's arms.
Instead we led separate lives... Until, a few months ago, Sam,
now Margarite, her true maiden name, finds me on the Internet,
and we start catching up... we've been catching up ever since.
She's a wonderfully talented artist, who despite a feature in
ELLE Decor, never prostituted her gift. It remains as it is, poignant, inspired by the strangest of
places, the stuff
Juxtapoz is made of.
