what does it mean literally?
In the Dick!
:)
Excerpt from Istanbul:
'I nicknamed a dog Mama and tried to feed her leftovers. Strawberry Picnic and authentic greasy Pilav from the bottom of the hill. Best sutlace I've ever even. So maybe some Faulkner and edible conversation, sustenance, eat your words, my Delta red blanket in the sun. Bosphorus picnic, bought fruit on a whim to make delicious (delovely) hostel plate.'
Excerpt from Cyprus:
' Everything is skeletal here. Cars, stucco, brimstone.
Friends with mustachey. He killed mosquitos and gave me Turkish elixer for bites.
I forgot about the giddy romance of gummy car seats and dashboard heat warming your knees. I want tacky motels and thin girls eating cheeseburgers. I want to keep my freckles and be called darlin' and hun'. I want to live off of popsicles and lipstick and cheap whiskey.'
Excerpt from London:
'On train to Gatwick. I'm complacent and sad too, I miss the suburbia of home. I jogged in the park, I mailed postcards and drank wine and watched coming-of-age Hungarian films. I enchanted mums and learned about WWI.'
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