Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Am actually enjoying my pink prison cell, it has a great Bukowski-esque feel to it. I can sit at the little desk focussing on interview questions and pretend I am a writer eschewing the norms in pursuit of the creative life. Alternatively it could be a room you could slit your wrists in.

Am trying to make friends with the people staying here, mostly black, or at least be friendly. Can't say as I really fit in. They are so different to any other culture I have met. If you think of all the African-Americans on sitcoms and talk shows you've ever seen, they are truly like that. But there's a feeling a bit like with Maori people, they don't really like you and you can't do anything about it. It's a bit loaded.

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