a place where ever more self-indulgent words to fill the void
Getting my bag packed to hop on a red-eye tonight. I haven’t been this excited to be groped by TSA in a few years now.
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Las puertas a la derecha.
I wasn’t really listening to the song, but if you want to know what PDX light rail system sounds like, go to the last 10 seconds. It might induce a pavlovian urge to find the nearest exit.
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As this scene opens I am walking around grabbing stuff and putting it in my backpack, about to leave for the day, and Keith is sitting at the kitchen table with his computer.
Me: Did you see the review of Taipei?
Keith: No, where was it?
Me: The New York Times.
Keith: Oh. Was it good?
Me:…
This made me giggle.
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Starting the countdown.
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Erica van Rabenswaay, who filed charges against Norma Kamali this week, tells her story.