I want you to have a world without borders without discrimination without tourist traps no aeroplane ticket expirations no visa nor passports just a world scratched with symbols some understandable, some with sense and for those who don’t understand at all let it be enough for you to just sit back some lazy evening, to...
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Go for it
My head is full of electronic bleeps and bloops and I’m in bed with my feet against the wall staring at the tickets in my hand that will bring us to watch Grandaddy live! ROCK! This is where I go for nice, intelligent, nonbiased music reviews. They only give the latest Grandaddy album three stars...
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77
Good Lord, I miss 77. In case you’ve never heard of 77, you’re corny. Since it was so close to our home in QC, we often used to go there. Too often for it to resemble the set of Cheers. We had our after-wedding party there, which was so memorable because it was like a...
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Umbilical cord love
Sometimes, I love you. Those times are when birds sing in the sky, and when the sky is a deep blue, and when alone in some forbidden city, trying to write a postcard to a familiar place and face, clinging to an imaginary umbilical cord. Those are times when money comes easily, when food is...
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Stumble Along
THE PROBLEM with Paris is that it’s too damn charming. It’s like phlegm sticking to your throat which irritates you to no end but at the same time excuses you from attending classes, so why not? Maybe it’s a bit too medical a parallel, but I’m sure everyone gets what I want to say. It’s...
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