On the Recurring Nightmare of Being Trampled by the Living Dead
I honestly believed that those times were long gone. Things had taken on a certain impalpable gloss, a glamour of things almost working as they should, a system with all the tiny little cogs and wheels clicking and ticking in synchronicity, to the point where I could even count on relying on the actual timetables [...]
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- the perfect storm. #
- happily arrived at a mostly Teutonic nudie camp near Punta Kriza. Tent up, food ready, Dalmatian music playing. World, I'm dead for you. #
- on the road again, to Cres. Hit Lovran & Ika on the way... what a trip down memory lane - I remember *everything*. Squee! #
- naked under clear blue skies, by the crystal blue waters in Kamenjak nature park at the tip of Istria. Nearest neighbors-50m to either side. #
- through hail to a sunny afternoon in Rovinj. It's beautiful, but I remember almost nothing-what I do curiously shrank during the last 25yrs #
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