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Fuck me. Chile. Land of wine, Salas & Zamorano and a truckload of great writers and poets. Also the land that is over 12000 km away from, what up until two weeks ago was, home. Shit is slowly sinking in.

The trigger for this slight panic attack? It is November and I am sitting in swimming trunks, legs dipped in a pool, writing a spring time post.

Proper George Costanza, or twilight zone given the amount of hipsters in Santiago. It’s like Piers build his own ark, populated it with Shoreditch and decided Santiago was the promised land.

Good thing I am lazy and self-centred or I’d actually care enough to do something (which is NOT the definition of a hipster. Close but not, ok).

Anyways, as always

NH