Enter the void. Enter the smoke. This is the sheesha or hookah establishment in Montréal. I order a mint hookah with some mint tea and perhaps some Turkish delight or baklava and lounge around for a good length of this your life on earth. Sit in the back on the reclining seats or upstairs! Sitting on pillows is a delight. A night at Café Gitana is a night spent immersed in an atmosphere; ephemeral, otherworldly, perhaps it was a fever dream or writing on the foggy windows on a winter night. Smoke fills the air, smoke fills your head and a song plays in the distance. Is this still Montréal or Istanbul a voice asks; neither in fact but several caravans of Rom en route to everywhere. As-tu le vide ? Have you entered the void? Go into the smoke and you will see what it is. Go into the smoke a and dissipate.