In me, maybe the only thing that is considered civilization is just clothes. I don’t fit at all with Paris life. I have a feeling that I’m getting bogged down more and more in this city. I am imprisoned in this civilized life. Veteran when everything goes to hell those who stand with you are family poster. Any preservation, any ritual of this life annoys me. I can’t do my best, Pôn! So I thought, it would be best for me to go back to the jungle. I will continue to live the life nature intended for me. Don’t think so tragically, my dear friend!