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Completeness: finding all of herself

This time the victory is a worldwide one. Women’s soccer, top level, on all national TVs.

It happens every time I pack my suitcase. I don’t know exactly what to take along because deep down I don’t know exactly what I’m looking for. Of course, I have a more or less clear idea of the destination, the latitude, the season.

A score, many signs among the lines. But in which direction? I look for it every time I pick up my violin and place the score on the lectern. And I know that afterwards I will decide there is never only one direction.