Saturday, July 25, 2009

Auzzies


We began our night with handful of Red Stripe amongst the slum of the neighborhood near Cargo--our destination. Shots of gin sambuka cider rum heinakin followed. By the time Joker came on, anthony was dancing like a empowered dub slave, the auzzies pulled their hair with pleasure and i danced in happiness. We established our cubby in the corner of the yard, laughter arose and our night continued. A short taxi ride, and blocks of staggered walking.. we arrived at the hostel and fell upon our pillows.

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