Come and see me in Paris

Milano Pride (Vagina Woman)

Missing the SF pride, the national Roma Pride, the Milano pride was small but fun anyway.
Miss y'all.

en attendant Sophie

et la voilà.

under my roof ^

My luggage got here with me.
two logged suitcases: 30kg. and 31 kg.
one carry-on: 22 kg.
NO surcharges (god save the queen and british airways)

two pckgs previously shipped thru USPS: $170 (one's here already)

Not too bad.


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hommage à yo

janvier 2006

Past steady streams, bending rocks, the charcoaled stump of a once-towering redwood, a clearing where hundreds of butterflies sun themselves in a quiet rhythm of pulsing wings, sunlight dripping through branches, the patterns moving across my face -- As I walk memories of the past year swirl in me... I think of all of you. And from deep in the wilderness, without even the technology of the watch, I get excited that I can reach you all on our blog!!
Back in Berkeley now, will be missing you more. Big kisses to each of you!!
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jumping in between worlds with the speed of flight

back where i left off i don't remember when

to where i don't know

always

our respective countries; à Weimar, no. 1

welcome dinner with roommates

my last minutes in berkeley

and then off i went. now here but not yet arrived, you are missing, and it will take a while to fully acknowledge the fact that the world is a big place, which of course i knew but still need to appreciate.

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a mother and her child, on the platform in a rush. she carries a backpack, in one hand a bag, her daughter's hand in the other. the little girl in a sky-blue dress over which she wears a frilled white apron. her long, blond hair wound across her head in braids; blue eyes catch a glimpse of mine in the adjacent train, camera out of reach.
nürnberg, june 4th. back in germany.

5 days without w-lan. but i don't think we're slower over here. it's just another pace. a loving, peaeceful one.
weimar, june 5th. via the free wireless one can catch under the trees in front of the café which was once Goethe's first apartment in weimar.

My new obsession

my jewish ancesters from Russia before they imigrated to the US
fascinating don't you think?

And bye the way

I went to Budapest, it was great

That's all I got

Yoram came in Paris but everything went by so fast that it is the only picture I got of him,
pretty blurry

Images

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