Africa Pt 2

Only pussies don’t write.

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Sunsets, mountains, foggy panoramas, a life under the stars etc. I move on absolutely without any new purpose.

I just cut the sleeves off my jersey haha…

A Ferrari roars past me on the highway.
“Forte!” I roar back fist waggling laughing to myself.

I go into the highway supermarket and smell the salamis, I can’t stop laughing to myself. Don’t look at the fat German young sisters with their parents buying pasta souvenirs!!! A sort of lesson in futility,

dear friend,

Even during the day I imagine myself on the bicycle, jack-knifing it up the hill, wiping the fucking floor with you.

-LPM