a tanka~ kung hei fat choy/gong xi fa cai! happy new year.

,,,There´s nothing to be done outside of waiting, and occasionally pausing, upon a momentary reflection of the past,,,

He went

A lost weekend, a vanished village and a hotel that isn't there, all unexplained

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The next morning, I got up at nine o' clock and was heading out the door by ten.

Thousands of middle class wannabe neurotics and gullible GP’s prescribed the drug by the millions, spawning the culture of Elizabeth Wurtzel's “Prozac Nation”

I made my way downstairs to the ‘Breakfast Suite’ to enjoy a meal of rank sausages -eggs that looked like they had been burnt in a sacrificial rite and some cardboard cleverly disguised as bacon.