"I have seen the truth and it doesn't make sense"

rOobin Golestan one day told us: "I have seen the truth and it doesn't make sense". From that day on, I knew he was up against Igor, the brain tumor (he gave it that name). Now rOobin is gone for one more time, off to look for the truth. This time he will have to tell us in another world what he found out. Yesterday, Igor won. It is never that somebody dies and the other one doesn't. It is just that somebody goes first. rOobin is leaving behind his wife, two small children, his family, and his friends. And rOobin was a great friend. We have lost one of the most creative spirits among us. I know, rOobin would have loved it if I crack a joke now. But I can't. I feel deep sorrow for all those who miss him dearly. And I miss him a lot myself. Take good care rOobin. The world is less bright now. I still remember the first scooter rides through the Hutongs in Beijing, the meetings we sat through, the laughs we had (the loud ones and the suppressed ones), your stories inspiring our world travel plans, the vegetarian pizza in Essen, your new side business in Munich. Nothing is forgotten, and nothing will be.

 Roobin Golestan (second from the right, then still with wild curly hair) among us, at the last day of my photo exhibition in Beijing.

Roobin Golestan (second from the right, then still with wild curly hair) among us, at the last day of my photo exhibition in Beijing.

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