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Beautiful sighting this morning, a red sky with falling rain.
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βTo read is to dream guided by someone elseβs handβ
β Pessoa
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There was once a period where I incessantly listened to Friends of Dean Martinez while reading JG Ballard classics, cocktail in hand, imbued by the fading scorch of heat at dusk. The essence of possibility simply trammeling the air. What of those times?
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The Ibis, an Egyptian bird,
Stands on just one foot,
A fact
Thatβs weird.
It has a calm air,
Because it goes nowhere.
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βFor whom does it beat β¦ this enormous heart of the city that goes on pulsating, not knowing for whom?β
β Kobo Abe
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The Italian Bird
1.5 oz Aged or Dark Rum
.75 oz Campari
.5 oz Dry Sherry
.5 oz Honey Syrup (3:1)
Tiny bit of salt
Stirred, on a rock, orange over top. One of the best ever imo. Enjoy the rest of your Friday.
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Resurrecting my fondness for late-night Japanese flaneury; some of the best feelings in the world can be unearthed in these peculiar geometrical enclaves.
Replying to @dabrett44 @NecktieSalvage
Snippet I found on my thoughts regarding this in an interview to promote the release of my first novel five years ago.




































