carpe annum

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walking up to the hill, not only for the destination, clear blue sky and blossoming flowers are always along your way

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This past summer, I did the first ‘deep clean’ of the garbage jammed in my belly button. Mind you, I have always just pulled out the surface fluff, but one day I probed and could feel ‘the tip of the iceburg’ of the treasure buried deep in there. Extracting such human gold is not easy with a stubby forefinger. But what I eventually managed to mine out was nothing short of a time capsule of my navel’s life. The strands of loose hair, dirt, and lint probably could stretch the entire length of Chile. It was so cool, and gross.

Awesome!

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Well, the famous hop-on, hop-off double decker bus is now a memory. The last ‘Routemaster’ finished its #36 route ending at Victoria station for the last time. They will be replaced by so-called ‘bendy-buses’ which articulate in the middle and are cheaper to run. The beauty of the Routemaster was its sleek lines when compared to the modern, boxy, coach-like replacements; also the convenience of hopping on and off whenever you felt like it, not having to wait for a bus stop. Alas, this required a conductor to collect fares in addition to the driver; which in these modern days is deemed redundant. There seems to be general apathy publicly, but there are quite a few times when on the modern bus -stuck in traffic on Oxford Street- that I wish I could just hop off and walk the final 100 yards, but no….

RIP: Postcard symbol of London…may the gondolas of Venice and the cable cars of San Francisco never meet your fate

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