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Archive for April, 2009

dimanche.

Dimanche, au marché près de Montparnasse, les grand-mères appellent leur petit-fils du prénom de leur fils.  Je passe trois heures au marché en regardant les gens habillés chic car ils  reviennent de l’église.  Ils cherchent les couleurs vivantes de fruits et tous les petits garçons préfèrent les mangues.  Les grand-mères sont d’accords qu’il est difficile [...]

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Me: I always get urges to feed my bonsai tree green tea instead of water. Ellen: Wouldn’t that be like, cannibalism? ——- She asked me when the kids are most charming.  ”When they have pasta,” I said. ——- Coffee is the second most traded item in the world.  Oil is the first.  Not enough people [...]

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skipping stones. italy.

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In March of each year, as dear old St. Patrick has his day, as iron-on t-shirt graphics of shamrocks appear and bros take a half-day off work to start drinking in the early afternoon, the Chicago River is dyed a kelly green so brilliant that people without disposables or digitals take low resolution photos with [...]

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baby photos.

i recently went back and read an online diary i kept circa 1999. It was honestly the worst thing i’ve ever read.  i’m not saying this to put myself down or anything of the sort.  it is honestly terrible.  i am generally an advocate of journal writing but now i am wondering if keeping a [...]

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I once dated a girl who compulsively counted stairs.  You couldn’t talk to her while going up or down, she was counting.  She hated the third floor of my four floor walk up apartment because it was the only flight with an uneven number of stairs.  What I want to know: WHAT ARE THEY HIDING [...]

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We were piled three high on the sleeper train, six in a cabin.  The Russian up top went to bed right away and the Italian and the Argentinean couple went to go have some snacks in car number eight.  This left me with the lights off with the Ukrainian man.   Him :  Are you French? Me [...]

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This past week was a week of incredible extremes. From the grandest endless expanses… … to the most intimate proximity of living space. From the most touristed of places… … to paths unimaginably less traveled… From the most grandiose forms of human expression… …to the most simple… and all the while reminded of the importance of time, [...]

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james franco eats a room ALIVE.

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