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Xenophilia | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. An alien in Prague. Laquo; The End. Date : September 22, 2009. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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December | 2008 | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. Yeah buddy thats his own hair. One of the most intriguing parts of my efforts at DJing has been not the discovery of obscurities, remixes, or recuts that accompany my trawls through record shops both real and virtual. It has been instead those moments in which a song creeps up on you, half suggests itself to you from a memory – and all the accompanying emotions this unexpected time travel entails. Comments : 3 Comments.
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The End | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. I will soon no longer be a bookseller. I am working on the future. I will post a link once it is up and running. Thank you all for visiting over the years. Laquo; The non-opacity of nostalgia. Date : July 7, 2009. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out.
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March | 2009 | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. That previous post was an aberration, sypmtomatic of the very ill that permeates my life, an inability to express anything. Not only vocally. I have never, and I become more conscious of it every day, found a means or medium of truly expressing myself, be it due to fear, lack of vocabulary, or simple lack of talent. These malformed ideas drop from my brain like shit-filled marbles. Comments : Leave a Comment.
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November | 2008 | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. Who likes short shorts? Comments : Leave a Comment. Just got back from the gala opening of the Sverak (no diacritics, I’m afraid) festival at the Riverside Studios. With a personal appearance by Sveraks junior and senior. “Empties” was an enjoyable enough gentle comedy of the typical Czech form. More thoughts (yeah, right) as they occur to me. Comments : Leave a Comment. Before I go to bed,. That is all. Good night. In th...
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Loss | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. That previous post was an aberration, sypmtomatic of the very ill that permeates my life, an inability to express anything. Not only vocally. I have never, and I become more conscious of it every day, found a means or medium of truly expressing myself, be it due to fear, lack of vocabulary, or simple lack of talent. These malformed ideas drop from my brain like shit-filled marbles. Date : March 26, 2009.
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July | 2009 | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. I will soon no longer be a bookseller. I am working on the future. I will post a link once it is up and running. Thank you all for visiting over the years. Comments : Leave a Comment. The non-opacity of nostalgia. Englishman in New York. Central and Eastern Europe. Central and Eastern Europe. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Build a website with WordPress.com.
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Fetishes | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. Date : March 26, 2009. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. The non-opacity of nostalgia.
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June | 2009 | The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. The non-opacity of nostalgia. Now that the suitably pretentious title is over with, I can get into the heart of what has occurred. I am selling off a great many of my books – delightful as they look on the shelves, I have reached a point at which the cold hard reality of capitalism has impinged upon my life, and after a number of years of boom in literary material gain, this particular form of fetishism.
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller | Just about anything that enters my head. | Page 2
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The diary of a disenfranchised bookseller. Just about anything that enters my head. So I have a six week sabbatical from this place (what with Xmas and New Year and general apathy) and the whole means of bringing my pointless meandering posts to you, my reading public, has changed. For the better, I think. So what has happened in the interim? Comments : 1 Comment. Yeah buddy thats his own hair. The unannounced guest often reveals more about us than we may care to admit, and this is how I am coming to tre...