Meeting the Hermit
That’s how we met Adomas. He was slowly pushing his bicycle out of the river valley past the chapel where I was lying down after all the photo shoots. Adomas became interested in me lying in a secluded spot, and I became interested in him.
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The place where we met is sacred and secluded. Strangers do not come here. Even if you want to, it is hard to find. It seems that there used to be a sacred spring for Lithuanians here, and later a chapel grew up, where the most faithful worshippers still gather.
I will not reveal the name of it, nor the place where Adomas lives. Respecting his privacy. Because I am sure that after reading the story and viewing the photos, “saviors” will soon appear who will come with unsolicited help or, even worse, attempt to take him to a care home.
