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My Hand In The Smog
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cloak replied on Wed Apr 27, 2005 @ 4:37pm |
 Coolness: 57680 | i crossed the border to renew my visa,
and in guatemala i met those two west coast boys, who told me that if i'd be in san antonio, texas, for the 2nd of may, they'd give me a ride until san francisco. they had elliott smith and the arcade fire, how pleasing it was after three months of cheap reggae. then i crossed mexico in three days to get closer to the northern border, i hitchiked my way along, alone, for a few hundred k's. to get to buba's place in the industrial, rich northern mexico. and here i am, hanging out for the past 5days with yuppies in SUV's in houses seemed ripped out of a Wallpaper mag. three months of delirium and heat. my clothed are ripped. i can't be as electro-neat as they'd want me to be. i'm tired of being a poor white girl, they think i'm a whore when i accept to drink the beer they offer me. i'm tired, so i'll follow my american dream. montreal makes me soulful, i hope you're all doing good. sorry i was impatient by times. but really i miss some aspects of it really bad. like OKA cheese and drinking in parks, and my bicycle and paintbrushes. enjoy your summer, kisses. |
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