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the evening before leaving New York Michael took him to the Palladium. It was the birthday of the great DJ Junior Vasquez and would play for his audience of fans from around the world. Michael was gasatissimo and forced him to throw down un'exstacy the taxi, even before you get to the disco. It was raining. They were still in the queue at the counter when the boy did not make it over and vomited into the soul of an umbrella stand. Then, as if nothing had happened, wiped his mouth with a clinex and entered. Michael complimented him with the snazzy when he freed and blew a bit 'of fresh air in your face. Between the rain and sweat for the drug the boy was completely her hair was soaked and splashed on the front as if a cow had licked. So much so that when she saw him enter the big buttadentro color winked at Michael and asked the boy: "Are you coming from a sauna, man!?"
The Palladium was amazing. Michael had to take charge of the wardrobe. The boy had been admiring the huge glass staircase and the thousands of LED lights of the steps that created a psychedelic effect reflected by the mirror ceiling. There were three rooms on the first floor, but the two sides had been turned into huge darkroom behind heavy curtains of black plastic. In the two corridors that had come to form the sides of the track central place of the real fashion shows. Drag-queen dressed only in feathers and skirts dizzying pace on heels with an elegance that are the envy of any woman. When do I mix Vasquez Vogue Madonna the incredible happened. Practically the entire club and all the people we stopped on the track was divided into two huge wings of the crowd who stopped to admire the makeshift catwalk in fierce competition from those models. Looks sharp jabs, haughty expressions, impeccable makeup, poise martial trans those copies were made of flesh and bones of the models of paper cut out from magazines that the boy's mother. The applause of the crowd decided who stayed and who went after each collision of two, until the two winners were challenged to single combat in the middle of the track. The boy had climbed on to better enjoy the scene. Upstairs there was another large room in darkness and half the workers from a bouncy castle as those for children, but ten times bigger. Swayed to and fro, leaping as during an earthquake. Every now and then to an exit side came out all sweaty someone: who stripped to the waist, some with pants and shoes in hand.
The boy approached the entrance nearest intrigued but could not see anything. Inside it was all a maze of dark tunnels where we could see every now and bodies entwined in strange evolutions.

When the boy had to go back he noticed with pleasure that beautiful beef with the chest that he had spotted a scream down the track behind him. C'aveva been right since. At least judging by that big lump that pointed straight at him, under the sweat pants that guy did not have to wear underpants. Did not repeat the mistake made in Amsterdam. Taking advantage of the crowd and with the excuse of Andrew throw that key so-called-had just offered him a thorough check-the-basket.

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Malaysia is a mix, Hindu, Chinese, Christians, Muslims and so on and so forth, all under one roof, no one claims to have come first (or almost) , all under the same number 1 next to Mosques Hindu temples in Chinatown, and here is the Chinese quarter of San Francisco's Chinatown Chinese, I can not say more Chinese in China because there have never been and Via Paolo Sarpi us spoiler! I arrived in Malacca directly from Melbourne to Kuala Lumpur without stopping, and how I chose a cheap guest house in Chinatown, in a beautiful way among stalls of junk, chicken balls, red flags and times with dragons, property Chinese, want to see that the Chinese are not that instill 'evil? I almost felt like china! I'm having travelers who have body about 500 € in vaccines, or am I encountering travelers will take me wrong or dengue, I hope the first! (The Dengue vaccine so there is not) Here I found the rickety bus, the dirt will stick on you, non-potable water (I drink about 2 by to 3 liters per day) and taxi drivers who give you a first tour of the city and free internet, welcome at home! Eating a spring roll with the background Muezzin praying I'm planning a journey of trying 'to avoid the monsoon, because here when it rains, it rains! Here everyone is trying to trim a cream against freckles, my futile attempt to explain that it is only a lack of melanin, now say that those who have freckles are part of a race is not protected, such as those that have a dimple or ridge ILLIAC (that I also have, hidden among the lipids, but I have). I went to my first free food stand, China obviously mixed amiably from the hands of dubious cleanliness, the for now I still have all the drops miraculous 'grapefruit extract the parasites that kill me, unfortunately I can not find pumpkin seeds, another kills parassita.Ho found a newspaper with news from around the world, there was also a down' Italy, there was a rally in Florence and carry the slogan here in the foreground, Italy is not a brothel! The prime minister has no rappresenta.I Mubarak family fled to London and Egypt remains in the hands of protesters vs Marina Berlusconi buys a new dress and Italy remains in the hands of idiots, the usual idiots.
One of the pleasures of the trip is to immerse yourself where others are destined to live, and come out intact, filled of joy malignant abandoned to their fate. Jean Baudrillard

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Here rooftops instead of cats there are possums, cats are banned from the state because they eat native birds, we see that the hunters have not yet arrived from Lombardy, and that in a good marsala body in the early morning shooting at anything that moves. Looking for jobs I am moved to Sorrento in Italy but not in the Mornington Peninsula south of Melbourne and through the Exchange Help I found a hostel in exchange for 3 hours (making beds) accommodation and me to night work in a restaurant. The menu is believed to Italian, but with the chicken parmigiana and garlic and oil with shrimp I have doubts, I report that I'm the only one in the restaurant know how to pronounce "bruschetta", cooks (Philippines) included! A slice of pizza is more than enough because we put the world on more than half a kilo of mozzarella cheese (but it is believed Mozzarella Emmental)! The pizza is the most popular is the pizza Bologna, the sauce is made with broken spaghetti and meat sauce (ragu is believed) does not add anything else. The village is small and everyone knows, I have indicated as the disheveled girl (point of view) to suspect walking around the streets with the computer open (looking for wifi but they do not know). It seems that

floods I haunt, Peru, Bolivia and now here, destroyed homes, dead or missing but unlike here are in a rich country and the homeless are not homeless and are not even put into containers for years, waiting for a home.
You see I do not have wifi at hand, I'm not following the news in Italy, only those on my village, glad to know that she was born a cultural organization that believes in art, beauty, does not believe in communism or capitalism but also promotes the future, that fight against those who do not believe in God and country, The newspaper is called Mille Ardite arrays, I seem to remember something that hits with Mussolini, have shown me a story of the '40s.
Unfortunately, there is a super country but a village feast and family during the weekend instead is populated by young people of Melbourne know that Milan like to drink or Mexico City Inn I do not like it at all! Far away memories of a Christmas spent in Montanita Cumbia and Salsa, here's the Stunz Stunz with big cars and youngsters in costume in the evening!
The only pro is that you earn good and the sea is clean, it is slightly expensive, I almost fainted when I saw the price of lettuce, $ 6, but I say, is grass in the end! Not that I now be on a diet and eat only salad, no worry, I have dinner in the restaurant understood, I always take what we think risotto alla Marinara but I like the risotto I've always liked heated! Every time I do one day to eat healthy and light, carrots, nuts, ok, will not be read but are important to have beautiful skin and provide energy, although perhaps a kilo bag is better than not buy it anymore. I even passed the milk intolerance, I can now start to drink cappuccino! Shame not to be in Italy! I have come across people who complained about the variety of types of Italian coffee bars, stained, short, etc in glass cup ... you see I have never been here! Milk (latte) Skinnylatte (with skim milk) weak skinny milk (light) black shorts (express) extra long shorts black ... OMG I always wondered just a low coffee made with love! It is easier?
In an advertisement, the model, after a dietary treatment has dropped out of size 8 to size 4, I tried a size 12 pants ... there must be something wrong!
I almost feel obliged to continue the journey to a destination and less rich food with a little 'shabby, so I wipe a bit'!
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.

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Andrew (V parte)

When the plane landed in New York there were 40 degrees. The twin towers shimmered in the distance like a mirage in the air that rose from the asphalt hot springs. A friend of a friend named Michael was home to him in his house, a very nice apartment on the third floor at the feet of a building on 52nd street fearfully inclined, at the intersection with 1st Avenue. The guest room was small but cozy, with worn wooden floors and a beautiful fireplace in disuse where the boy put his suitcase because there was no closet. But the bed was ok and the window light, though he was stuck and not opened at least a century. Michael worked in a gallery in Chelsea. Came home late and fell asleep fully clothed on the bed that never changed. The alarm sounded at eight precise and often gave only a flushed face and comes back to the office wearing the same clothes. He had a "fuck-buddy" of which he was madly in love that he called in the middle of the night to have sex. He got up immediately, be sure to still a bit 'of cocaine in the bag and reached by taxi.

The sitting room was the only room in the house clean and decent with two armchairs and a sofa deco of modernism with the upholstery ripped-Michael's cat had recently died-and large prints of famous and emerging photographers framed in modern frame of brushed steel. Above the fireplace - perfect working order as to make it clear that he wanted Michael to the boy when he pointed out, there was a black and white photo of one meter by one meter, which soon made him think of Luke. Showed the neck of a man who had just shaved, marked by a long trail of blood that started under the chin and dripped on the collar of his shirt spotless. The kitchen was the kingdom of cockroaches. The boy did literally sucks. When he got up at night sweating to drink a glass of cold water, warned them before turning on the light of the living room, so give them time to hide again behind the fridge. Never came into the kitchen to eat. When the light of sun became unbearable, there were no curtains at the window it was a shower and was thrown to the discovery of the Big Apple. First we went to breakfast. He sat at the table of the first open-air bar where there was a handsome and openly gay waiter waiting for him. He ordered pancakes with maple syrup and coffee, and enjoyed the sight of people passing by. His favorite was the bar in front of David Burton's Gym in Chelsea, the gayest gym in the neighborhood of the crossbow of gay New York. Quell'andirivieni of tight tank tops, shorts and swollen parcel was a feast for the eyes. Seeing that many gay young Italian alone stopped to greet him with their shrill little voices and more often invited him to a party for that evening or the weekend. After breakfast the boy was going to run a bit 'to Central Park and when the heat was unbearable came from FAO Swartz on Fifth Avenue. That was a must. He did not do anything without first consulting the 8-ball. This was always there waiting for him: on the bench of exposure, situated across from the cashier, his legs wide apart in the midst of a giant teddy bear symbol of the store. Her look of buttons and his serene expression on her face hairy with that curve sewn in an eternal smile was silent a perfect oracle that promised only good news for the boy. Or so he tried to believe him when he waved the black ball after having expressed his desire of the day mentally.

"Yes, absolutely" ... "Take care" ... "Wait" ... the answers were invariably cryptic oracle. But the boy could always find a justification. He had made friends with a boy Take glasses and receding hairline and an incipient thick calves. Such as "crypto-gay or gay intellectual who never liked the guy, but every so often to exchange a few words: to practice his English more than anything else. Days went well, peacefully. Aimless and timeless. But even without meeting worthy of note. At the bottom of the Big Apple did not have the intense flavor that you expect. Gave him a bite and soon would have abandoned without much regret, had to admit.

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