I want to remember the Saturday night we met, in Copass Camp Lisbon, 2014. Lionel and I had the room next to the one you were sharing with a Croatian friend. The four of us didn’t feel like sleeping, went to a reggae club and became official 5€ socios for the night. An old foosball table, cheap beer, loud music, VJs conquering the walls, and laughs, lots of those. Late at night, and then early in the morning.

Actively listening (laser-focused in Brussels, 2016, on this pic), and sharing with big impact; very alive. You being anything else than that does not compute.

– Yann “Shalf” Heurtaux