TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER
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09.05.03, earliest friday morning
reading: the collected stories of paul bowles.
there are things i want to tell you (anonymous, unseen, names never known). there are things i want to confess for whatever reasons i won't address. on saturday i turn 26. perhaps then i will stop wanting to tell you things. (highly, likely not). . . . for my birthday, i'm asking people to give me maps. of the city they know best. whatever they want to show me. (or confess.) i suggest that you do so too (that is, send a map to someone you adore, of the city you know best; perhaps they will feel closer to you that way. i would.).