El diablo cultura es supremo, muchacho This is a senseless sentence, but I just ate some [pretty bad] huevos rancheros, and so ig I’m just feeling a vibe haha. I never actually thought about the fact that I might be able to speak Spanish, until I went to Vietnam, then I realized damn, if this was Mexico at least I could ask where the bathroom is.
OH! I almost forgot to tell you! BEATS OF THE STREETS IS TONIGHT! Woohoo! That’s what I’m going to title this article. Idk why I didn’t write about that earlier in the week.
The time is 19:13 on February 18th, and I am writing to you from the Kava Culture in Downtown Fort Myers. Shamus is setting up
I am writing this to you from Bobs Donuts. I just yawned… probably I am reaching a lifetime donut limit in my mid-twenties, and I
I am literally waiting for my website to load so I can post my writing from yesterday titled: Day 17 In Da Nang. Ferocity. I
I am in the ballroom of the Green Tortoise San Francisco sitting across from a man named Josh Martin. He is a traveling photographer only
The hostel I work at has live music every Monday. There are 4 different acts, and on the 3rd Monday of every month at the