i said i was going to be better about these updates and here i am not even back on my final continent and i'm writing. i'm in new york and i rode in an unmarked taxi to john and susie's apt and my thoughts were: 1st: fear cause it was an unmarked cab and what was i doing being so naive 2nd: that the guy was speaking zarma on his cell phone he wasn't and i didn't ask i'm not quite into my always at the front of myself travel mode, ready to break barriers and ask what language someone's speaking i'm attributing it to the cold i've been experiencing it freezes my brain, restricts my wandering instincts, i was dreading this long day of travel, from bozeman-salt lake-boston-new york but it wasn't bad, of course
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