bunny likes carrots

Mozart - Sei du mein Trost

but my anatomy isn´t as precarious as the Argentine on stilts standing in the street on a saturday night. he glances down at me with a crazed look in his eyes.

no tengo dinero, lo siento amigo.

earlier that day, i was reoriented by a small woman who insisted on walking me to my destination. she gripped my arm lovingly while she escorted me forward through crowded streets. i thought about how much i miss my grandma

i walked all the way through el barrio chino before i made a decision on where i´d buy some cooking spices.

sitting on a warm subway, im pressed in between two sound bodies. a breeze flows in from the windows, carrying with it traces of a woman´s perfume. im too tired and too seduced to get up at my stop. so i sit on the D line for a while. 

ghana special is a great cd!

 i just drank a bottle of malbec from a vineyard so close i can touch it.

- I feel optimistic about my future again, I think I’ll be here for a while

- i should have paid more attention to bonnie prince billy before now.  "i see darkness" is a great album!

-Sensory overload at the gym today, it really is stunning how good looking people are in this city

-they were playing a techno remix of whitney houston, followed by bonnie raitt in the market the other day

- there’s a pandaeria (little bakery) on my block. This morning I bought this outrageous bun that was slathered in sugar. It was smokin’ good with brie

-they don't even start going out till 2 am here

touching a cement wall while walking past- the texture and friction is satisfying. a satisfaction similar to that of lying down on stiff concrete, or laying your head on someone's chest.

my bare hands feel natural and intelligent while holding soil.

they also feel calm inside gloves.

- autumn air in argentina feels old but refreshing

- buenos aires feels like nyc and paris decided to spice up their romance by posting a craigs list ad for a 3-way. mexico responded, and this is the aftermath.