Thanks to: Starbucks. My provencal provider of open, unstable guest wifi and a safe bet toilet – though too hot. And of course, for having a place to sit up to two hours every morning, writing my crazy story. H&M. When I needed to buy more socks and boxers, you were my saviour. […]
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Why the rush? Why get up fifteen minutes Earlier in the morning? Relax. You’ll get your stuff done With no pressure You won’t forget anything When the opposite happens It sucks When you think you’re all set And then, With no chance to return to «basecamp»‘ You arrive in the city Ten hours All
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Yet again a tribute to Alternative thinkers Those who see sounds and Hear colours Those who consider a problem being A solution in disguise Those who regard a limitation A healthy and good challenge Those who say «well, let’s try» Where all the rest say no Those who don’t mind Those who go against the
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Waky, waky. Rise and shine! Up early. Breakfast. And then meet Rim in the lobby. Outside, the sun is shining and there’s a really nice temperature! After a short walk from the hotel, we get to a place with lots of old Mercedeses. These are taxis, and they don’t leave before they’re filled up with
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