A photo Macau by Paulo Henriques Britto Inspires, in a poem on Nine Variations on a Jim Morrison Theme. This is my favorite view of Rio de Janeiro. From Ipanema looking towards the montains. From left to right, Pedra da Gávea, which I climbed all the way to the top five times. The Morro dos Dois Irmãos, Two Brothers, then the range of Tiuca Mountains.
When we were younger, we could come watch the sunrise o the beach. In those days the city was safer. Smaller.
I read in the Los Angeles Times of today a article about the lost generation of "punks" who have no ethics, a lost generation of young homeless kids on the steets of Haight-Ashbury, where the summer of love was so appealling to my generation.
This is all for today, I have a really bad headache. I'm waiting for a prescription and hope to see you all tomorovski!
photos flickr blogging
When we were younger, we could come watch the sunrise o the beach. In those days the city was safer. Smaller.
I read in the Los Angeles Times of today a article about the lost generation of "punks" who have no ethics, a lost generation of young homeless kids on the steets of Haight-Ashbury, where the summer of love was so appealling to my generation.
This is all for today, I have a really bad headache. I'm waiting for a prescription and hope to see you all tomorovski!
photos flickr blogging
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