It's the end of November, two days after Thanksgiving. What herein follows is a much delayed and succinct transcription of travels since last updating: (After arriving in America, I floundered about in the Northwest a bit, before tying my shoes and hitching Eastward to New York City. Here, I ended up living for a year, in BedStuy, Brooklyn, surrounded by a great number of even greater people. In October, I flew to Paris, for a two week crash course in French society. Following the sun, I traveled South, hitching, walking, camping, blessing and cursing across the French and Spanish countryside. In Tarifa, I met with a friend and caught the morning ferry to Tangier. Roughly a month later and perchance wiser, I find myself on the edge of the Sahara...) Through much trial and error,
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