29 January 2008. Grumbly gray morning, bits of rain involve themselves at every step. A poncho perhaps...? Life of the pampas--los crudos y los cocidos, rojos y azules. Wars of old. A telephone conversation with ATT--the infinite slowness of the new DSL service. At the end: where are you located. Latin-America. In what part? Argentina--Buenos Aires. Ay, un Porteño--pero no me di cuenta...!
Twenty self-portraits circle the the room. Julia standing just in front of brown wood wall, holding painted wedge of cardboard with three holes, lifting it up to the light, then to her face--a window, a mirror, a mask. Her intricate explanation, in English from afar...
Dark green letters on a high light-colored wall: Tsim Sha Tsui--the Star Ferry. Wan Chai, Central, Sheung Wan.
The fishermen's shacks at Tai-O...
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