dinheiro e mulher, quanto mais voce tem, quanto mais voce quer

when i got back i realised i had been living as a slob. i cleaned off these doors in a pile lying on a floor in the kitchen and emptied a bottle of some miracle cure all i bought on a bus that was really just methyl acetate or something of that class and a mouse ran out. i hit it with a broom and it squeaked and ran away. i think it was a blind mouse or too fat or injured because it ran slowly with no purpose. i hit it three more times on the last time it was dead. i used the broom to sweep it out the door and thought how i'd killed an animal. mice carry disease. many kinds of animals carry disease.
when i saw jean he told me that i had become very fat. in lewoh the past three days i've eaten beans beans cabbage soup pepper soup and smoked antelope. also an omelette. here i don't have the same appetite. the food also tastes better in some way. it is a symbol for something in my mind that makes me comfortable to be here.
i showed to my friend in lewoh pictures of a drinking fountain, an interstate exchange in dallas, and a parking lot. he could not fathom what the fountain was and guessed that it was some sort of vehicle or computer; a wild guess, really. i said it dispensed drinking water and he turned the photo upside down asking if it was like that. the overpass in the highway he guessed was some kind of futuristic public housing project with each concrete column being somebody's house and a huge common roof. he was then very shocked when i said that none of the cars in the parking lot belonged to anyone who was notably rich.