my final days in the south, not that one, this one, a dance festival on saturday, i joined the local group, and will cross the stage, its so good to be alive an irate german woman, a broke american, enemies now, and i won't be involved another german worker coming today, to work the farm, to care for horses k. woke up, and flew into a rage, "the house is dirty," what's new? it's somehow my fault that the dishes went unwashed, the patio was messed by another foster dog, but i was gone for two days? yes to leave the south again, it will take until next wednesday when i see joseph, then friday i will leave, happily, back to durres, then onward, waiting to see so many capitalegnos waiting to return to america, haven't bought a ticket, still not going to estonia, aleksandra still unempathetic, still going to leave, still going
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