It’s thanks to Mrs. Ghirlandi that I made it to Singapore at all.  I’m tired, and so let me leave with just a few instructions:

– ask me about ugly beauty

– ask me about the annulled itinerary and the exit row

– ask me about Die Herbstzeitlosen

– ask me about Raskolnikov (and bifstek s kartofelom!)

– ask me about pants just above the maximum

– ask me about the Bangkok airport

– ask me about the taxi driver

– ask me about claude’s timing

Well, that’s about it.  Good night.