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Back in Colombo for two days. Something has changed… I didn´t pay for the bus trip from Bentota to Colombo. I didn´t pay for any kind of public transportation at all. No tuk tuk driver followed me. No silly attempts to trick me – how can I take revenge now! My...

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A one night stopover in Bentota, a coast town covered with signs and advertisement in german, sold off to luxury hotels and resorts, where old ladies giggling their dentures on their buffet plates, german sausages with potato salad, after the poor beggar of a waiter...

bombride

The world is a crossing, so I cross, I am human, in an amusement park of a blessed life, screaming the joyride of doom, serving us with rigid shelter, acquired illusions and a concept of understanding, centrifugating in an acid brain washing machine, manufactured use...