I was told you’re his bodyguard. Needed to make sure the entire time that I wouldn’t burst out laughing. Bodyguard of female bikini-girls on the beach. Maybe. However, they longer I think about this strange Wednesday afternoon, I realize the sense of the word. Bodyguard. Maybe your body needs protection. From those telling you how to live your life. When to pose with whom. And clicking through Facebook-profiles during “work”, is your way to guard your body and mind.

Maybe gestures show more than words.

to be continued

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