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Nocturnal Tripping

04/28/2026 14:58h
My itinerary is the eternity of exile. Deferred is the trip back into domicile. My marching orders lost at sea; my papers shrouded in an immigrant's secrecy. Lamar Avenue in Austin, Texas is wide, long and it flows. Air-conditioned apartments allow for repose. My transports and attachments to the past, my dream-life, have an urgency that is never lost. An exile's ultimate treat, tonight's dreamlike score: a dinner with the Zaidis in their Islamabad home.