Rambling at random, he sleeps in the streets
Divagando à sorte, dormita nas ruas...bonding...
This language thing
I always heard
Divagando à sorte
as "vaga na sorte.."
irrelevant.
When, following the bed making day
Life became ONLY saudade
Even her...
All i know is there is only vagabondin'
And it takes a day to adjust back into total freedom mode... which doesn't mean " i am free"
because 'I' is an absurdity
But it does mean feel the PAIN of the dystopia-by-sea
As discussed with the youngun yesteraft, born and bred "make you art about what they do NOT see"
The reality.
However...
i know which notebook... There was always only one that mattered.
we shall come back to that even if no 'Green' can be unracist enough to think, how to do rhetoric " the bongo bongo brigade have youtube, too... and their corrupt elites come to Hay Festival ...as they did 2010 when said HAyfest changed their main sponsor from put put cheap motorcars, to run their 'stars, around in, to Landrover so the could Defend...what exactly? Other than their paychecks...
It
begins
