Salisa lohavittayavikant

I recall more. Since finding out about the Russian corporate takeover this Monday, I’ve been connecting more dots. I think Andre beat me to it though. February 2020. At that restaurant in the basement of Silom Complex after I spotted Sebastian, I started spilling to Andre all my ‘crazy’ conspiracy theories. I definitely mentioned this bit to him. My neighborhood coffee shop. Leo Sayer’s More Than I Can Say. Mary Hopkin’s Those Were The Days. Suddenly the obscure 1980s songs on my personal playlist I’d been listening to on loop started playing in the background of Cafeccini. This must be in the later months of 2018. Definitely before Phuket. I then mentioned the nanny cam hacks. The stealth access to my phone. I said my ex was stalking me. Andre then had that look. The figuring stuff out look. That’s what the look was about. He wasn’t warning me about *Sebastian*. He was warning me about *Anton*.

— Salisa, Journal: July 10th, 2025