2 June 2009


"I'd really love to fly. Actually fly. Not in an aeroplane. Sometimes I think about that and imagine that someone somewhere can really do it, and then I feel jealous"

Sin-a (pronounced Sin-ar, as in Sinatra. It has an accent above the a, but my computer won't let me type this!) is studying here. I asked her to step into a side alley off of the main street to take her photograph. I realised that at times like this, being a woman helps. We were laughing about this, about how odd it all was...how if I was a man, no way would she have said yes to wandering down an alley! And how if she were a man, neither would I have asked!

"I feel afraid of my dad dying. I'm very close to both my parents, but he's that much older"

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