Didn't stop for last few days, so thanks God for Xmas. The longest night is just about to come.
Went to see The Queen tonight, went to a Brazilian Xmas party, too. Unusually sober. Drumming sounded almost tribal, yet it wasn't complete. You can't relocate Copacabana spirit to Bondi, especially if Brazilians are holding back. Or are they?
Spent about an hour in cabs, talked to a Turkish cabbie about life. So typical. Another Beşiktaş fan. I always ask these Turkish the same question: Fenerbahçe or Galatasaray? And they always answer Beşiktaş. Makes me laugh.
Got my first Xmas present; Sartre's Nausea.
Stunningly appropriate.
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