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Buddha sits under the Bo tree resisting temptation. The wind blows and shakes the tree and everything in site, but not him. But wait. That's not Buddha. That's Chairman Mao! And he looks kind of mad.

In the cluttered old bookstore I see a box of issues of the Economist, my favorite newsweekly. It's next week's issue, they have it already! Although I subscribe, I want to pick a copy up to read now. The clerk refuses me: "Those early issues are only for bloggers".

I'm being pestered by drunken little men who keep singing beer hall songs. I throw a pillow at them! When I wake up, the pillow is in fact across the room. No gnomes, hungover or otherwise, are evident.

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A gunfight in the alley gives me a hole through the ear and a large crack in the back of my skull. I poke at the fracture and curse at myself for moving the bed closer to the window.

I rent a room in a large house in Northern California. I get a coffee and come back to find my things in the room that doesn't have a ceiling. I trade a wall for a tarp when I'm told a storm will be moving into the area.

I take a ferry to Catalina with her father, hang off the bow, feel self conscious for vaguely resembling that movie. Lisa has a hat. It's massive and yellow and I haven't the heart to tell her it's hideous.