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and all the time that's passed me by -
it hardly seems to matter now -
not now
-Genesis

I am divorced - finally 20 months later. Never live in Virginia. Don't be born there either. Don't drive through it. Matter of fact, just ignore it altogether.

So i am packing, looking for a place, cleaning, and trying to fight the urge, with all might, to kill Nikos with a can opener. Gracia a Dios por la Profesora.

"Can't I at least put a pentagram on his door?"

"No! Tue eres muy mal!"

"What about a flag of Turkey?"

"Turquia? Por que?"

"Every 50 years or so they slaughter a bunch of Greeks. Smyrna in '22 was the worst."

"NO!!!!!"

"Look, I'm just trying to think out of the box here."

So that's the story. That and hoping the extreme right doesn't win the election on Sunday, which will hasten my departure from Spain. I have now been in exile here for 445 days. Where does the time go?

I wouldn't live there if you paid me to
-Talking Heads