Tuesday, July 8, 2008


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is alive and graffitied and beachy and warm and welcoming.

I am drunk off beer from an art gallery and I just arrived this morning. I walked to the beach. I ate veggie pallela. I took pictures.

I met a girl named gala from new school and discussed our futures. I ate gelato. I gushed about this city.

Two nights ago I saw radiohead and sigur ros. I couch surfed with a colombian/french girl. I exploded my brain.

Every time I hear your voice,
I miss touching you.

Otherwise, I could stay here forever.

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