Home…


Home… home… I feel I’ve got many homes: Kampala, Luang Prabang, Yangshuo, Pune, Baires, Rio, wonderful Istanbul, sweet Barcelona, my beloved Madrid, even München somehow… I wish I could call Tehran a home, but they’ve got a bastard dictator there who does not like me. Home, anyway, is where I’ve been the happiest. And that’s Ciudad de México. I’m home. I love you

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