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“ All girls should have a poem
written for them even if
we have to turn this Goddamn world
upside down to do it. ”
Richard Brautigan — All Girls Should Have A Poem
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Railway Market by fotoflucht
Check out this crazy video of the sellers, quickly disassembling their stalls every time the train passes by.
Samut Songkhram, Thailand
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“New York” by Paloma Faith (Starsmith Remix)
The original song is a bit MOR, but it’s still great!
The days were long and the nights so cold
The pages turn and the tale unfolds
He left me for another ladyShe stood so tall and she never slept
The was not one moment he could regret
He left me for another ladyHe took my hand one day and told me
He was leaving, me disbelieving,
And I… had to let him goAnd it was New York, New York
And she took his heart away oh my
And it was New York, New York
She had poisoned his sweet mind
“As I see it, it probably really is good for the soul to be a tourist, even if it’s only once in a while. Not good for the soul in a refreshing or enlivening way, though, but rather in a grim, steely-eyed, let’s-look-honestly-at-the-facts-and-find-some-way-to-deal-with-them way. My personal experience has not been that traveling around the country is broadening or relaxing, or that radical changes in place and context have a salutary effect, but rather that intranational tourism is radically constricting, and humbling in the hardest way—hostile to my fantasy of being a real individual, of living somehow outside and above it all.
To be a mass tourist, for me, is to become a pure late-date American: alien, ignorant, greedy for something you cannot ever have, disappointed in a way you can never admit. It is to spoil, by way of sheer ontology, the very unspoiledness you are there to experience. It is to impose yourself on places that in all noneconomic ways would be better, realer, without you.
It is, in lines and gridlock and transaction after transaction, to confront a dimension of yourself that is as inescapable as it is painful: As a tourist, you become economically significant but existentially loathsome, an insect on a dead thing.
”
David Foster Wallace, Consider The Lobster
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