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The Indian Rat on My Naked Leg

The Indian Rat on My Naked Leg

The Indian Rat on My Naked Leg. 15 February, 2013 (Cont’d).Arambol, Goa, India. …Something confused me a couple of days ago… On the edge of my bed, I had a tissue for some old-fashioned-sleeping-pill spillage, and somehow the tissue completely disappeared. That really puzzled me because it was really gone. I searched everywhere just to try to alleviate my confusion, but I truly could not find the tissue and had no understanding of where could have possibly went… Tonight right...

My homeless resting spot in Ghanzi.

Gaborone to Maun: Being Botswana Homeless

March 30 I have not had a towel for a little over a week now and I have been looking for one to buy or waiting for one to steal from a hotel or hostel that I did not like.  This morning that ship came in.The guesthouse I ended up in last night was far too expensive. The girl, who was preparing breakfast this morning, was miserable and incapable of smiling.  That was enough to justify it.  New towel! I...