final breakfast in sundance. a day for them like any other: wiping, humming, the cats sleeping.
they have brought me a cup of tea made with herbs that grow on the hillside. i offer a toast :
to a hard life
and a glorious death.
tonight a midnight bus. onward to scene three: göreme.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
tea and toast
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