I like the way that sounds. When I was seventeen, bravado, mingled with what must have been a death wish, made me enlist in the officer-training program of the Marine Corps. This other person did things I wouldn't do. I was surprised that people weren't taking more notice of us. Jed and i were on a covert mission. 'It was very exciting'.
Escape through travel works. "Vietnam, me love you long time. For mine is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven't tried before. Almost from the moment i boarded my flight, life in England became meaningless. From painting, to breathing, to talking, to fucking. Along the road, night and day, a stream of ambulances came with their freight: the gravely hurt, the paralyzed, the amputees, the head-trauma cases, and the other wreckage from what had turned out to be a mammoth land battle. If he were driving down the M1 and saw a car spinning into his path I think he'd in react the same way. Tracer fucked on the beach club. When you ran out of lives you'd get a photo-realistic picture of the Alien with saliva dripping from its jaws, and a digitized voice would bleat, 'Game over, man! Giant African snails, they were called, and they slid all over the island, numberless, like a second landing force; they woke us up at night and we actually heard them sibilantly dragging their tracks across the flooring and colliding, with a tiny report like the cracking open of walnuts. Did their bowels loosen like mine at the mere thought of the coming invasion? Daze them into submission.
"Do you want an honest answer? "You never listen to me anymore. "Moshe was an Israeli with an ear-slitting laugh. "An hour later we were walking past rows of busy beach huts and weaving between sunbathers and Frisbee games. It had a great feature. This is the split second before Game Over. 'I am not on your mind. Tracer fucked on the beach house. The only missing element was a Doors soundtrack. After another thirty minutes of ruthless interrogation ('Can you ve'fy you eat banan' pancake? ') The split second is the moment you comprehend you're just about to die. "I once read the most widely understood word in the whole world is 'OK', followed by 'Coke', as in cola. I did keep a travel diary once and it was a big mistake.
"Normally, small talk is enough for me to form an opinion of someone. By the time the plane was airborne I'd forgotten England even existed. Everyone looked so strange to me that I couldn't believe I didn't look equally strange to them. "He spoke in english. "Of course witnessing poverty was the first to be ticked off the list. Loads of good things.
This is where the hungry come to feed. "transparent evasion exercises. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience— And if it hurts, you know what? I loved their straightforward weirdness, the strange area they occupied between plant and animal life. Tracer fucked on the beach resort. Before, if I was talking to you, you would always listen. I know that in real terms it was me who flicked the cigarette butt. Taking photographs of the night sky, for example.