Temporarily left my bardo of repose for the samsara of Asahimachi. Usually this floating world is populated by salarymen, though tonite it's a young crowd, making a life elsewhere but now home for the holidays. Even normally quiet places like Jealousy have bodies down the bar. Tonight, I'm in search of wine and song, and I work my way thru the whole Clash catalogue. It's fun to be surrounded by happy young unfamiliar faces. I quite enjoy these holiday times, where most of the 'Nog's slight foreign crew are scarce, no doubt creating scenes like this in their own climes.
On the turntable: M.I.A., "Arular"
On the nighttable: Diane Ackerman, "A Natural History of Love"
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