BKK
This town has become such an nutty rollercoaster: up and down, both to extremes beyond belief. I’m here for a few more days. So much has gone down I’m not sure I can even access all the files. And fuck sharing it with ya’ll anyway for free in these bits and pieces- read the novel. Feel free to borrow or steal a copy*
I will gladly pay for the novel. In fact, if it’s Manga, I’ll take several copies.
I want the novel, too! Manga mango tango or whatever, even if it’s written on a scroll of toilet paper, Kerouac style. Release the Kraken, baby!
Jeez I’m dying to hear the unedited version. You owe me that since you had my uncut Bangkok story offline. I offer my Darwin & Fiji Coup tales on my return to the US in Jan.
Quit being a blog slacker like me! Type them beans!
Seriously ya’ll, now it’s about ‘the novel’. Don’t sweat me at least until I have a first draft done.
Carla! Glad to hear from you again: I must apologize, at one point you had made a comment on the asian style toilets which was accidentally ‘deleted’, when my intention was to ‘approve’ it…total bakeo accident, in 3rd world netcafe. Also be ready to hear from other great Italiano I met - Claudio, from Rimi; and healthy, vegitarian nurse Maria from Milano - the poor darling seems to think she has the potential to ‘redeem’ me, when in fact - all disciplies of Arioch tend to do is corrupt others….
You have already redeemed yourself from deathculture slavery! (I’m sure the Milanese nurse means well, too)