The Pirate Island
On a summer evening in 2012, a frail boat took us across the tumultuous waters of the Gulf of Cambay. The next morning my friends and I woke on an isolated beach. Our exploration of this island under a scorching sun took us to an old and abandoned light house. From its top, we could admire our vast solitude. Thirsty and exhausted by the relentless gusts, none of us remembered how we returned to eth mainland; A dream, perhaps?
Article ‘KELLER_Mysterious Piram_2012’ (05.2012), informal release.