I dont know what this thing called love was ever was but I´m in it...
3:18AM in San Telmo, Buenos Aires Argentina.
Slept to a bottle of wine and didnt realize we were all knocked out until I woke up to off lights and our English roommate passed out in his boxers in the bunk below me. Cooked dinner in out hostel here - gnochi and eggplant parm. One of the workers here keeps touching myshoulder. Maybe he remembers the cheekpeck last night. They´re really into their Portishead (´96 Dummy) here and same with the Bossa Bob Marley Remixes.
Tomorrow we´re headed to Polermo (about an hour cab ride away). cést Bueno. (err Francias est Castillain wtf?!)
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