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“In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet floods every newborn seed
There's a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere
Toiling in the danger and the morals of despair.”

-Bob Dylan, Every Grain of Sand, 1981

2/25/25 9:31:02 AM

Lounge

The Neri

Consumed: 2 cappacino; eggs, scrambled with onion; avocado; fruit

A decent start to the day, save the stye.

I’m still stymied, by the stye.

I think I’m going to continue my bookstore tour of Barcelona.

On the list today, Loring art, Ras, and maybe, Mutt.