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Flaming cocktails… Last night I dreamt that I was in the garden of a british mansion house where people were having tea and croissants. I...

On the corner of 145th street, by the ACBD line, is a Caribbean food shop that sells, for $1, three of these snacks which I’ve only ev...

Spending time looking at this beautiful new york skyline this evening.

Former member of the alien water heater gang, chilling by the bins. Ripped from his engine-buddy aboard the Serene, he now has only the x...

There is something I find special about a bicycle wheel and an armchair in a pile of rubbish, just hanging out. I smile at it on my way d...

Hong Kong makes New York feel kind of rural. There's an amazing amount of messy concrete chic.

It's the evening and it has returned: a an uncertainty with writing about my life, my thoughts, or lack of them. And where to write thin...

So I'll not be methodical, I declare. I'll skip and jump about as I please. It's a night I don't care to sleep. I decided to...

I stopped writing for a while; I lost sense of purpose in writing. I felt I was restricting myself in my writing. I wanted to say a lot more...

I'm starting to question blogs; why blog in the new age of G+ and Facebook? It's saturday, the sun shines after last nights storm...

I'm missing Edinburgh this Sunday... so I tore into washing dishes, they are all done now. I still feel a bit melancholy; did some chore...

It was Sunday today, I ceased it with unusual indulgence. After a slow waking up, an excursion to eat - the place was good, but brutally noi...

New York is hot now, dense, and I have a cold. I'm confused as to how to care for a cold in this crazy heat - drinking hot lemon and gi...

I bumped into the phrase "the whole is more than the sum of it's parts", and I was reminded of how thirsty this sometimes lea...

There's a kind of squeeky cleanness, and a stiff unhappy look to the people; the painful look of money. Hiding out in a Moroccan cafe af...

I've met a dog with the same name I have; a grey 'scotty' dog, big whiskers. More than almost anything else, he seems to love li...

It's been getting hot; the kind of heat that tickles you all over as little droplets of sweat magic themselves all over you, as if you a...

There's a shop around the corner that, as far as I can tell, caters to the desires of killer-zombie-rabbits... It's a curios thing...

I've moved. And the sun has returned. The heat of the city is now starting to thicken. The noises of the refurbishment in the floor abov...

A long week of late working late nights, and tonight I'm scraping the little dregs of soul that eeked out there life, pulling them out ...