04.11.2011

I’m sitting on the balcony of the house where I use to live in Abu Tor, Jerusalem writing this. Mr. Josef Koudelka lives there now, Mr Josef K. originally from Prague, here in the land of kafkasque nightmare reality. Put that in your pipe and smoke it kids ! It doesn’t get much weirder than that. Maybe it is time to knock on the door and see if The Trail has started ? I hear noises…

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