Scouting

Jenny and I were scouting the scene neighborhoods in the capital. I want to move somewhere like that—the rents are still cheap, at least they were then.

We had an expensive dinner, which felt strange in that context. After, two tourists with a camera phone were photographing a homeless guy in genuinely cool clothes. The cruelty was casual. He had style. They just had phones.

I walked into a market wanting to buy dried salted fish. Forgot completely. Still annoyed about it.