Updates have not been as easy as I might have hoped.
So perhaps bits and pieces and more substantial posting in a week? I don't know. I can hardly stand to post with everyone watching me. And I continue to toy with the idea of a secret blog. Or to just quit the game all together.
Or maybe just remove the sitemeter; ignorance is bliss.
Child prostitution and sex tourism in general.
It's big in Natal. I got a phone call at 1 a.m. the night my companion joined me in Natal. In Portuguese, a male voice asks me "hello" and after a pause and another hello I answer "sim?"
"Would you like some love tonight?"
"Não"
"Why?"
Click.
So why am I here?
I don't know. I'm running away maybe but it's not working. There's more to it, of course. But that is saved on my computer. Perhaps it will be here some time soon, when I can.
The funny thing is, my mind keeps going back, way back, and now thinking about him in Uganda. I wonder if it's working for him.
We'll see I guess, but I am always right.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
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