Some theatre each day keeps the doctor away…

Tour de Fin

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Horrible French.  Whatever.

More Sandman.  Reminds me of American Gods.  Seems almost somewhat derivative of it.  Of course, American Gods came later, is the evolution, novel-wise, of Sandman.  But much the same feeling of olde gods combined with new and seedy Americana.

Tour ended.  Well, there are 94.2 kilometres to go.  Sorry, 94,2.  What do they say in France?  That it is 94 comma 2?  Other cultures are untuned, said the largely monolinguist.

Japanese dramas, too.

“I’ve been reading Orwell’s Road to Wigan Pier,” a friend tells me via Facebook chat.  I respond thusly, meditating on poverty vs celebrity:

“well we like to look down at things and up at things, don’t we 
judging below and aiming for above 
anything to keep us from feeling the force of where we are 
ooo i should write that down, that seems rather profound haha”

Written by epistemysics

July 26, 2015 at 3:26 pm

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