Tonight, walking to work to get paid with all my bags and the thought of everthing that probably ever really mattered, superficially, in a rucksack and watching people walk through the night through the smell that's so familiar to me and standing in Chorlton watching traffic lights go from red to amber to green to amber, waiting for familiar cars
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and the reading thing... thats not so good. did that april just gone and probably looked ridiculous in my kilt and jacket. plus it was a really strange passage, that made me look like 1st testament god a bit. or at least like i wanted to be.
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sent you a postcard from Amsterdam, i might not have time to send one from berlin but iäll try to mail tomorrow
xxxxxx
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