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Woke up with the departure of the friendly happy Polish couple at 5am and bravado of a screaming drunk in the Girona early morning dusk. Time for breakfast and my eyes and ears to blown away by the anger inherent in the world currently. 24hr news is absolutely the most depressing symtom of the modern world. Whether is comes across in Catalans or Spanish or English or French it is a fundamental wrong of our society. I wonder what really happens in this world that isn't coordinated for interplay of media. There ain't no such need for a travel report; that man's brains were running from his ears!
Sonar in Barcelona. There was once a time I was desperate to attend there, miss kittin et al. Puente la Reina has more ability to appeal to me. People are detached this morning; except Naza. Insular Japanese and fragmented man. The sun is always shining perhaps they forget?
Met Edward on the terrace of the hostel last night. He's off on his bike third day running; to us both England is waning and Europe is more real than Euro Sceptics would have us believe?
0% sucre! Brilliant you get to eat toxic chemicals instead of sugar? How about I stab nine inch nails in my eyes?
Naza changed the dynamic she is a great hostess, but the scissor sisters? No! Hell NO! 24hr news or Scissor Sisters; your snip.
Vueling or Ryanair after? Is Emeli Sande a Yazz of the 21st century? Lots of questions. Very few answers. This is the 21st century at it's least true. Shakira has only one voice and a pitbull? I couldn't hate modern culture more. I was closer to stillness and the answer pumping my lungs and being frozen beyond senses and drenched like the people noah left behind; he was cruel as he never returned for anyone else but let them perish in his arrogance; and he put animals before humanity.
Modern cities never get finished; there isn't a clear path for them. They grapple for immortality but are singed to a ball to be stripped of any universality before midnight. What happened in the bronze age and dark ages maybe occurring to our age?
I return to cabin fever Jane and freedom rock. A few twists and turns between Plaça and Estacion; some difficulty with paying with my various borrowing means, but only one more day away from death apealling distraction. Quintessential world why do you not appeal to me at all? I thought my feet smelled but it is the youthful Spainyd crunching cornflakes in his wake. Not delicate. Chef guy leaves for Mahon and I go to wash.
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