Mia More (english version)

We are always two.We are never alone. No one is alone.Even abandoned, unloved or loved by no one and not even by oneself; pariah.We remain with ourselves: who we are and who we think we are.We are always three; when we are already two and there’s still someone who doesn’t understand that we want to stay alone.That’s what Mia’s thinking–hard.Not hard enough when we think we just have to do it; to kill or to die for not doing it: killing.Her story begins where we wonder how and when we got here: at a bar, early in the morning, with you.“Today, I say that this is Love without troubles…except that it doesn’t keep you out of bullshit...and it doesn’t remain a love story, either.”(Check the back cover for the whole synopsis)