A trip I dreamed about since I was a kid. The airway to Iqaluit (Nunavut, Ca) is paved with good white intentions...
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A blog about synapses, axons, dendrites, nerve impulses that occur in my brain when I see, hear, touch, smell, taste. It's about things I remember and things I want to happen.
The backbone
The belief
- Malina
- I think that soup is a noodle ivy that climbs on your throat and chokes hunger. I believe that the air can tell you what is happening far away at this very moment.
The time
The tracks
The short list
The past
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