dancehall days love pt. 2
bombs on the train are hott. never found out if there was a bomb or not, but we waited for 3 hrs and the robot deal came out to check the train. it's hard to understand the czechs when they speak english. i told the koreans there was a bomb and then changed ti to 'i think he said we're getting bumped', cause it seemed a little to casual. oh well, i'm alive, but what a story that woulda been if we got blowed up. i try to make some of this stuff interesting.
i'm sick now + münchen is kinda cold, but the sauerkraut and sausage was hott last night, so whatever.
i think tarzan boy is on the radio in the internet cafe.
there are less turks down south.
i need a neck transplant. or do some yoga when i get back, cause my chit is bent.
adios.
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