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    A Love Letter

    Dear Madrid, This is an open love letter to the city. From your…
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    red

    It was another one of our Spanish parties at which the guests were…
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    cyanide

    I fell asleep last night and dreamed that we took cyanide togethe…
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    walking home

    Walking home, headlong into the night and into this driving rain. I…
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    Oh, genes, I don't know what happiness means.

    A week spent pushing the limits. Too much alcohol. Too little sleep…
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    flicker

    A walk in the cold night air shortly after the Madrid sun has sunk…
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    fool

    There is this natural, untouched beauty in abundance and there are…
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    everything

    Sometimes the arrogance of your stupid youth is frustrating to me b…
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    fix

    Searching for words to describe a feeling, a fear, a fall when some…
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    Monday May 27, 2013

    White blue days drift rapidly past as I gaze out of my window and sip…