Despite all I have said concerning the human thing... I feel an atrocious sense of love when I sit within our landmarks on a sun soaked day, watching the tribes, the tourists, the aging gum chewers and love Lorn teens.. I can't help but feel guilty for being one of them. I judge and I criticize, I am different I am the same. I will never truly understand any of this...but I will always sink into your culture, into your cliches and fight my petty nuances at the foot of nelsons column...I will be a functioning part of this: our life.
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