Time had gone, and my memory did not exist, and I was unable to distinguish between what I had invented and what I had known, and I knew that what I had invented was all false.
Doris Lessing in The Golden Notebook.



026 Turismo

Aquí estamos, Bilbao, Septiembre, de turistas, mañana de sábado.

Music: Nil from the cd The Gran turismo, The Cardigans.
Here we are, Bilbao, September, touristing, Saturday morning or afternoon.

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