. . . but they have no interest in real combat, when the great masters struggle against that something, that something that terrifies us all, that something that cows us and spurs us on, amid blood and mortal wounds and stench.
09 February 2010
Solitude Is Just Alright With Me
To date my tracker indicates that this blog has had not one single visitor. Given the matter touched upon in the previous entry, that is just fine with me. The next logical step would be the suggestion that we make a list of the top ten travel destinations suggested by Roberto Bolaño in the novel 2006.