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Gina Folly
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Gina sat one evening on the sink in my kitchen, when I lived at Agnesstrasse in Zurich. She sat next to Ronnie. I knew Ronnie for a long time, but I didn’t know Gina. (You will always find me in the kitchen at parties, listen to this song by Jona Lewie). I still don’t know if it’s true, but they became a couple there in my kitchen on the sink. At least that’s what I keep believing (se non è vero, è ben trovato, sure). Two years ago I gave my girlfriend a photography work by Gina as present. It shows a mountain pass. The pass looks very much like a pass in Afghanistan (never been there, Gina neither), but it’s the Susten Pass in Switzerland. People keep guessing what place it shows. The glass of the picture broke some time ago. I told Gina that the wind had taken her pass down (it was really the wind, the West wind coming from France, the one who brings the weather to Switzerland, like Napoleon brought new boarders for half of the Swiss cantons with him). She just said “Scheisse, jaa, but now it’s lighter”. That’s how it is. Sometimes it’s Scheisse, and sometimes everything is good. Sometimes the wind from France brings good weather, sometimes not.

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Gina Folly
by David Iselin