Some people like to stick to the same old food when travelling the world. You know the kind, those who insist McDonald’s, KFC or a good old all day English breakfast are the be-all and end-all of tasty cuisine, far safer than dabbling with the local delicacies on offer. While you can get that type of food in many places in this world, seasoned travellers (excuse the pun) might like to try something a little different.
“Honestly, a Mets game. I don’t want to be wined and dined, I want to see you drink a beer, eat a hotdog, and scream profanities when the other team scores, and I want to do the same exact thing right next to you.”
“Newborn foreskins contain human growth factors that make them ideal for anti-wrinkle skin creams.”
You’re obviously down to drink in celebration of a major game, but you never know who you’re playing, and you could not care less about the outcome.
My mom’s generation of girls couldn’t communicate the way we do. She couldn’t type out how dry her pussy was or tell her friends how it felt to fold her body into another in a car in the rain
A long time back, I used to listen to a song by Dennis Wilson. It was from 'Pacific Ocean Blue', the album he made after The Beach Boys fell apart. There was a line in it I loved: "loneliness is a very special place." As a teenager, sitting on my bed on autumn evenings, I used to imagine that place as a city, perhaps at dusk, when everyone turns homeward and the neon flickers to life. I recognized myself even then as one of its citizens and I liked how Wilson claimed it; how he made it sound fertile as well as frightening.Olivia Laing, The Lonely City