I’m looking for this boy who left the hotel on July 26 in the morning. I never dared to talk to him about my shyness but he had a disabled brother his mother was blonde and she had curly hair and tied. We always looked at each other during the meals at the buffet and by the pool. You had a red swimsuit and I had a blue one. Every night I saw you alone at the reception and I sat on the couch making you with my brother. I even saw you one day coming to the beach to pick up a towel. In the evenings there were shows at the amphitheatre and you looked for me every time and I even won at bingo