After the brief intro to the auto-biography I felt the urge to visit South America. My bloody birth place.
Have been their riding the long white highways. It got too much, I ended up in Bahia, Brazil, surronded by monks and women from the rive chanting sweet songs of praise to the deity “DUNNGEN” – turns out they are a krazy psychEdelic band from Sweden that sing in hopelandish.
I dream of mario.
White line don’t do it.
The chronicles are cross referenced and fact checked. Fascilmile me till a can’t.
Oh for Amazon.
The flower need water.
-Back in Bristol for the Brunel Slave Show-