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Just learned a few new phrases and different things that correlate together. The thing with over here is with out legs life would be impossible like dragging yourself across the city with your arms. I saw that movie with Natalie Portman and the antagonist from no country for old men it was about the painter goya. Last night I had a horrible dream relating around history and there were guns shooting paintings. I woke up at two and pretended to sleep till four until I could not take it. Today I walked an hour through my neighborhood to reach the street filled with tons of people drinking. My first and last drink was a margarita from hard rock café. Dad said here, happy birthday. I took the metro all alone heading to the reina sofia museum.
I only liked the paintings by miro because it reminded me of b1 and our reincarnation of one of his colorful shits. I was too sleepy to look around so I sat on a bench in a garden and thought about how my six euros went to waste. Next time I go I’ll need a partner like jeffrey’s dad juan carlos. Since he’s a painter he knows everything—you have to have experience to talk I’ve noticed. Usually when I say something half of it is wrong. I had coca cola in a bottle and it was so sweet it reminded me of mexico and jason’s fridge, and ken buying it at el farolito. I miss el farolito by arlo’s law firm on 24th and mission. He sent me a message titled hola Espanola. I replied saying bien bien, how’s life.