Imagine the end of the world--and a man and a woman making love in a small town in southern Mexico. A story with 13 illustrations.
For about three years in the 1990s I wandered Mexico with a girlfriend, a heroin addict. One day we arrived at Catemaco, a small town on a lake in southeastern Mexico. We stayed in an otherwise empty, unfinished hotel. She wore stockings and high heels all day, every day, and often slept in them. It was a strange and highly erotic time. For both of us, I think, there was an aura of end-of-times, of apocalypse. The world was ending around us. As I wrote the story, I tried to make this aura implicit, not explicit, in the tale.
Text and photos copyright D.N. Stuefloten.