Hi,
On your return in K. please look out of the window of your bedroom: I buried my heart in your garden (up till then it was in my scrapbook), but in the inner courtyard is a stone vodoopuppet of myself. So it is up to you.
Note:
Since the message appeared there is no more visitor from Athens on Google stats: it seems the message arrived. Wonder wether she destroys the heart or the vodoo puppet.