I was there for about 10 days had no cloths to change, but felt ok just to live simple life and ware the same thing and not to worry in the morning. Actrully made much easier for the editor. Once lost in Motle Carlo, 2 times lost in Paris, and I lost myself in life all the time anyway, so the bags, intreating how the bags must feel, they have no voice, they just roll wherever. You take them, Paris Manaus or Beijing is the same, and Might be their lucky day when they got lost, because then they become much more important, and you start to miss them, suddenly they become the most important thing in your life. But still they just somewhere having fun looking at the floor trying to stay put and mark their mark. Well things have diffrent way or diffrent feeling about joy, to us maybe what they do is boring, but to them it is as important as someone about to get married, simple things are important, when everything become one, one sigle thing in your life, then that just becomes the most important thing in the world, dose not matter what kind of thing, it is not the thing it matters, it is the love you give to that thing. Monkey only like the tree and like to peak through our window, maybe take my little red underwere away, but that is their joy. Ok I have to get some sleep now. A hadsome franch guy picked me up with a director from London, then teasfred me to a lady named Kary from Paris, I am like my bags now, from the airport to a car then to a hotel then to a room then to bed, then monkey ass good bye from the window......
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