Thus the title of a documentary about Motovun just completed by Arnold Trampe and Lothar Just. It will be presented at the upcoming Motovun Film Festival, too. In it, a bunch of locals and foreigners talk about the town, its past, and its future. With true love, too. I am delighted by the endeavor, and by its title, but I am horrified by my looks in the trailer I have just seen. Twice. Gosh, I am getting long in the tooth. I am getting ugly as all hell. Although I see myself every morning and evening in the bathroom mirror, if only fleetingly, I am still stupefied by my appearance. My disappearance, to put it a bit more directly. Which goes a long way toward explaining that this is the very last documentary in which I will take part. Ever. My friends and acquaintances around the world deserve a better visual memory of me. Much, much better.