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Paradiso
The analogy of paradise on earth is not far from the truth.
You feel like you have to die to get there.
A taxi, a 3 hour flight, a 2 hour wait, a 13 hour flight, a 3 hour wait, a 2 hour flight, a taxi.
You’re born, you walk, you talk, you fuck, you work, you rest, you die. Then you’re there.
Paradise.
From the minute I got there I was free of any hurdles, pressures, bu...
Friday 1st February 2013 9:39 pm
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