tonight, before I sleep, I will think of you. I will think of the time you kissed me as if saying I will be here tomorrow to hold you and caress you and love you and stay and look at no other woman, apart from our friends, and cook couscous for you with cashew nuts and keep the tops of the peppers and put them in olive oil and wine vinegar to marinate. And I will wake up in the morning, you will say, and I will not mind that I will have woken up in the morning with so many others before, because now it will be just you and me and the cashew nuts and the marinated peppers and no one else. No one else in the world.