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Pred par tydny jsem navstivil Vancouver a od te doby se o tom snazim neco napsat/popsat (asi mozna prevazne pro jakousi sebereflexi ci srovnani myslenek), ale zatim se mi pocit z toho mesta dari spis rozkouskovat nez zachytit. Doufam, ze anglictina nebude na obtiz. Rikal jsem si, ze tentokrat bude vhodnejsi.
Sitting by the beach, the winter sunbeams tickle my face and slowly heal my hangover. I cannot move. It is almost as if the bench I sit on is a surgical table. Doctor Sun is slowly slicing my skin with a thin blade and letting the heat and chemicals out, polluting the surrounding air. As he replaces them with energy, salty air and calm he closes the wounds again. I start to feel better after a while and crawl back between the buildings. The glass covering these giants serves as a mirror and the images scare me. There is too much transparency.
I came to this city to heal and achieved so by destroying myself. It didn't make sense to me in the mist of the morning, but as Doctor Sun takes off his spectacles to go to bed now, I finally understand that I can be reborn tomorrow.