Roughing it on the streets has inculcated a discipline which I didn’t have before. Every day I get up at the same time (these days I have to guess what time it is based on the level of sunlight; I left my watch in IKEA last week.), make my way to the tram and metro, …
I’m sitting in the free internet cafe in the HyperNova catching up on blogs and trying to gather my thoughts for a couple posts. (I finally figured out how to type an apostrophe. But, brackets, ampersands? No idea. And my friend the semi-colon is inconveniently the first key on the upper left!) A few minutes …
Laco came back yesterday from a couple more days with Woody. He had some cash, a new phone and plenty of gossip. Woody is in Amsterdam at the moment and, even though he originally promised Laco a room in a hostel for the week he’s gone, he told Laco to come to me and maybe …
A week ago, MiroMiro was a tall, gay Czech from Plzeň whom I met while we were both homeless in the station
Prague's main train station, where I spent a lot of time picking up boys.. He was already pimping when I… More and I helped an American veteran named Woody (I have no problem naming names when I’m pissed) connect with a brand-new boy from Slovakia named Laco. …
I had a nightcap (well, two) at Stella last night and I’m glad I did. I hadn’t seen Jirka-K since I’d had Andre at his and Adam’s apartment weeks before. So, when he came into the sofa room I literally jumped up as he offered his hand. “Fuck that,” I said and hugged him. “I …
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