The meeting with GomezHalfway up the hillside, a large cabin built from wood and stone housed a stylishly furnished restaurant. On the belvedere outside, tourists were sunbathing. Oskar ate at the buffet, went out on the solarium and settled on a deck chair to admire the view. He had almost fallen asleep when a smiling man approached and said: - Oskar Zerbi, wow! What a coincidence, fancy meeting you all the way out here?
Oskar had already noticed the man near the chairlifts. Although the face seemed familiar, he had failed to make any connections. Since he started along the Circuit, he had already spotted many known faces in that rising and falling multitude. People that had crossed his path somewhere, years ago. Often they were pleasant enough faces, the attire and attitudes somehow dif
