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A real epiphany last night and again on Wednesday when everything reminded me of Wien Westbahnhof. We grow beautiful out of our longing

A real epiphany last night, and again on Wednesday, when everything reminded me of Wien Westbahnhof. We grow beautiful out of our longing. The greatest highs of my life have been those midnight trams in Vienna around the Gurtel to get to ML Revue, or those walks from the Intercity to Atlantic City, or those walks from the Berlin Plaza to the Berlin Erotic Centre or Sarah Young, or that midnight tram from the Gare du Midi up to the Gare du Nord and trying again to find the right exit. 218 more words

I’m at the point in my life now where every time I drink my bottom bleeds

I’m at the point in my life now where every time I drink, my bottom bleeds; and there is not much sexy about that. My connection to Vienna Westbahnhof is strong—it is where trains from Western Europe arrive (even if I am no longer coming by train). 91 more words

When I go to Vienna I stay next to the Westbahnhof station

When I go to Vienna I stay next to the Westbahnhof station. When I go to Munich I stay next to the Hauptbahnhof. When I go to Berlin I stay around Berlin Zoo station. 24 more words