hitch hiking from Hollanda
’86.
ghb.
in trance.
gay mafia.
back home with no luggage.
cristal clear and happy
I bought myself a yellow bag for my lunch in the train back to holland on da move for amsterdam.
cool
my past shit is past:
milano was my release.
freedom
room
insilence
with
my
wedero
a mystery
.
czesc8 
meet and cheat
amigo
homo
milano
we first had diner in a restaurant, on amigo his treat.
later my cash was gone.
but it was a lovely diner.
cool
I had still my cheques and passport.