As you sit in the hotel lobby in Japan, you make eye contact with Eduard Badaluta . He quickly looks away as he fidgets with his unlit cigarette. He slicks back his hair with his other hand.

He grips the side of the arm chair as he continues waiting for his room. Three suitcases are surrounding the right side of the sofa chair.

The hotel receptionist calls for the both us and we look at each other a bit confused. They give us the same hotel key and room…