I liked Latin Kings. I’m not bragging, since you’re not supposed to like them. But I got their first CD as a cassette in junior high school and it was the $hit. There was Swedish
I liked Latin Kings. I’m not bragging, since you’re not supposed to like them. But I got their first CD as a cassette in junior high school and it was the $hit. There was Swedish hip hop way before this, but I guess this was the first “suburbian” album, coloured by the million programme districts.
Sweden and it’s population of 8 million people built 1,006,000 homes during 1965-1974. And the apartments themselves were good: large, quiet, warm, everything of top quality. But the districts were built too far from city centres. In the beginning, everyone moved in. But pretty soon, people moved out as soon as they got some money, to more central areas or to their own house. Who was left? Basically immigrants, of the poorest kind. What to do? Build more of course! I made my plan in Bogotá. The main point is that closeness to others is more important to people than the size of your bathroom, if looking at prices.
Anyway, here I am on day 7 of the accident:
Day 7. May 9, 2018
Wednesday May 9
Today you have been to another x-ray. The afternoon and evening has been calm for you. Your relatives have been here. We who have been working with you are Anders, Susanne and Lena.
Not much happened. My brain is like building itself. I guess. And what did it produce? A dance-monster! I danced the shit out of Sucre, the most beautiful city ever. And a girl stole my favourite sweater :/ But I got a new one, in La Paz 🙂 20 months after the image above.
I liked this green one. But I ended up with a blue one. Maybe because cutting down a central tree saves ten more peripheral trees?