I like the way this man has slipped away without leaving an address. I like his letter. I like the fact that he works in a bookshop. I’m scared he might be a bit nuts. I’m scared I’ll never meet him. I find the idea of a stranger coming into my flat terrifying, but I like the idea that Belphégor wasn’t scared of him. Which proves the man is not terrifying (paradox). I like the idea of a man going to so much trouble to find me (no one has ever gone to so much trouble for me before).
