@ paolini's grave

the sudden trumpet in ferrara before my show started. young trainees for earing flourescent light earings in toronto later in life.

it is so strange how we line up and pay lots of money to see some acts that ultimately are of equal talent as people who are broke and playing for free. it is surreal actually

damn fine yellow potatoes guido. wow a city of jessie dembs.

the men from cameroon in the parking lot.
the volume guido mixed me at.
the cow rings in more noses than usual.
talking to magali on the street everyone staring at the man talking into his computer.
guido's place in the country.
expecting child.
was her name monica?
strange that she and i could kinda speak french to each other!