I went to the Alps for the New Year. I decided to go skiing, and I ride, frankly, not very much.

I am carrying, then, from the slope, and in front of me the man is rolling so slowly. If it does not turn away, the clash cannot be avoided.

I remember that the Germans are mostly resting here, and I shout the only word that comes to mind in German: "Achtung!"

The man turns and goes away.

When I pass by, I hear behind my back, “Wow, damn damn!”