"I can smell the sea air. The rest of my time I’m going to spend on the sea. And when I die, I’m going to die on the sea. You know what I shall die of? [She plucks a grape] I shall die of eating an unwashed grape one day out on the ocean. And I’ll be buried at sea sewn up in a clean white sack and dropped overboard- at noon- in the blaze of summer- and into an ocean as blue as my first lover’s eyes!"

/Blanche DuBois from A Streetcar named Desire

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/Robert Kerouac The Americans

"I didn't know who I was-- I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd ever seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds."
/Jack Kerouac

a typical roundtrip

I like bus rides. 

Their thoughts followed a lady who was getting off the bus.









A tourist reassuring herself of the picture quality.

a weekend in Montreal

The larger it is, only more strangers there are.


The announcement in the metro is and only in French.
There was an old couple who ran all the way upstairs to tell me that the direction they have given me was incorrect. I was so appalled. And ashamed when I watched him running clumsily back to his wife not because of the quality in their nature, but because I realized how little I would care for a stranger whom I'd meet only once in my life.

He was at work being curious about a quarrel between two other men. The two troubled men were actually captured in the next picture.




I chose to go on the tour again to past my time before the cinema presentation started. This Catrina was embarrassed when she couldn't fit all of us into a lift. 

There were ten people in the first tour that morning, excluding the student-guide 'Dan'. He revealed at some point that he had been in NSCAD before he transferred to Concordia. He wore a pair of thick glasses like my dad's in the 80s, spoke and walked slowly, and dressed like one of those skateboarders.

Checking out the facilities. I wonder why they couldn't overcome the difficulty of having rooms with expensive equipments opened on open house day.





I tried to explore the city on foot that early morning, but the weather prevented me from doing so after less than 30min so I decided to head back. And this is when I was making my way back to the hotel while there was a circle of protesters clapping and making themselves heard in front of mcgill.