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Travelogue E1

June 15, 2015

I begin with a statement of intent, as I do all my travels, and, in this case, it was precisely that I would set off without intent or, as unintentionally as possible. For walking best serves to lose oneself, and it was to this that I entrusted myself and set off, wending about greens and pursuing anything of the least interest. From above, my path could only be said to describe the widening movements of a madman, a manner of making myself diffuse. In this way, these heels have worn away at many cities. Or perhaps the cities have worn away at me. I might calculate how much rubber sole I have left on concrete and asphalt and how much of the latter had found their way through obscure channels into my person.

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