"Tal vez fue la locura la que me impulsó a viajar. Puede que fuera la locura. Yo decía que había sido la cultura. Claro que la cultura a veces es la locura, o comprende la locura. Tal vez fue el desamor el que me impulsó a viajar. Tal vez fue un amor excesivo y desbordante. Tal vez fue la locura."
Roberto Bolaño. Amuleto
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Hello, I do not feel like going to the library but I wish all these people around disapeard, I do not know, Norway is so huge but they must have these fuckin' coffees and teas just here. If this is middle of nowhere I am more Santa Claus then Santa Claus. A propo, the best moment of the day was his smile just couple of minutes ago in the kitchen giving me a piece of cake, Dracula's smile , sexy one ( I know he is not the sexiest man in the world phisically but his mind drives mi crazy more then the rest... sometimes of course). Anyway, I wish we got the dinner together, the propably last good dinner before this Sodoma and Gomora next days. Amen. Kurwa mać.
FUCK YOU AGGIE!!!! I WANT A PIECE OF CAKE!!!!!!!
I'm alone in the library now, but I'm going to the staff building (I have to shave my legs, we will have too many men these days around here, perhaps my favorite guide). See you for dinner I don't know where with this fucking people around, fuck fuck fuck, I don't want imagine how is gonna be the weekend, fucking film festival, fucking handsome climbers, fuck your Santa Claus giving you cake!!!
If You fucked up everything, what is gonna be left. So, enjoy the rain smashing the face, the food giving a baloon instead the flat sexy belly, Norwegians around (this is the best definitely).And now I know why I permanently think about glass of wine and cigarette. By the way, Santa Claus belongs to anyone, will never belong. Champagne in Estonia waiting for us, they gave me a choice between cheap and expensive, but cheap do not mean bad, doesn't it? SO, at the end we can fuck the expensive things as well. Aggie
Ja he acabat el 2666 de Bolaño. Només dir que m'ha impactat molt. Una salutació, i aprofite, que ja li queda poc. Per ací, l'estiu encara té una bala allotjada a la recàmara.
En mi caso, tanto la locura, como el desamor, sean o no lo mismo, fueron lo que me impulsaron a viajar...a este viaje!
Aquest compte enrere em recorda tant la mili quan faltava poc per llicenciar-nos. És clar que llavors no citàvem Bolaño.
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