The afternoon stretched out lazily, the sun insinuating itself through the cracks in the curtain, casting golden rays into my small improvised studio. I sat in front of the camera, adjusting the lighting and checking the details of the scene. It was another day, where the routine is always unpredictable and full of surprises. I barely started the broadcast and you arrived. Among greetings and requests, one name stood out due to the frequency of messages. A regular visitor, always polite and kind. That day, he seemed more talkative than usual. "Good afternoon, lady! How are you today?" he wrote. I responded with a smile, while straightening a strand of hair. "I'm great, boy! And you, how are you?" He began sharing that he was having a difficult day at work, but that our conversations always helped him relax and forget. The conversation took a more personal and deeper turn, and he began to talk about his biggest and best "wants", something rare in an environment often focused on superficiality. At one point, he mentioned that he also liked writing and, with a little encouragement, he was excited to share one of them in the chat. His words, full of sensitivity, touched me. The poetry talked mainly about the simplicity of the little things in life. As he typed, I realized how valuable these moments of genuine human connection are. There, in the virtual environment, a remote meeting turned into a bridge between strangers, creating an atmosphere of genuine understanding. When it ended, I was left reflecting on the interaction. Sometimes physical distance and the screen barrier make it seem like we are truly separated, but in reality, we are all part of a large web of shared experiences. That day, he wasn't just a spectator, and I wasn't just a model. We were two human beings connected. I turned off the camera with a smile on my face and the feeling that, even in such a unique space, it is possible to find moments of true connection and inspiration. I love our interaction and I hope and hope that you feel the same. s2