Beats and I roamed the pitter pattering streets. Proceeded to take a bus for an hour and a half in the wrong direction. Bus driver smoked cigarettes on board. Giggle like school girls due to sleep deprivation. Stare blankly at strangers. Witness copious school girls all wearing matching headdresses. Have strangers still look at me like I'm an alien. Split cabs with business men. Play backgammon. Eat too much cheese. Reunite with olives. Love and hate stray begging kitties. Eat spoonfuls of yogurt and black tea.
Stay tuned.
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| The little tramp named Charlie |
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| This largely resembles Homer's barbecue art installation, no? |
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| red pants, red umbrella |
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| tug boat |
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| rainy days, old men graf |
xo,
em
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