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I was walking today on the streets of Milan, chill out day after Television gig, tomorrow (already today CET) I am heading for Amsterdam to see Paul Weller, and saw this couple:: two butterflies in love game, or wooing game.

On the sidewalk, on the bush, and again on the sidewalk.

And I was happy for them, and wished them all the luck in the world, although they didn't notice me, and - according to existentialists and cognitive scientists and such - they don't exist outside of my mind.

But I loved those butterflies, and I know I will remember them when my last hour comes.