Boston

Someone who read my review last night said I make Laruelle sound intriguing. Glad for that sign that I was fair, but there is something a bit insane about his writing that turned my brain to pulp after three days of reading and reviewing him. It was like sharing a long car trip with a brainwasher. Work would have been futile today.

So, I came to Boston. Very fond of this city, but was only here three times before, and never since 1999. The occasion of that trip was to interview (successfully, Thank God) for the job in Cairo.