Stranger, Thank you for your help the other time, in Martinique. I can trust you. I have to tell you a captivating and mysterious story. In the past, when I was sailing to Spanish lands, I passed close to inhospitable little islands. I dropped anchor, there was nobody. No water either, I think that's what made me lose my mind. I had visions. You must believe me, these islands were desert, nothing, not even a fisherman's hut! And yet for three days I saw a building so huge, so true that I could make plans and sketches. I have been back since, nothing. And I do not understand anything about my manuscripts anymore. Help me, I will reward you. Billy Bones <==]:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:>