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Thursday, 15 October 2009
breaking up, Jaco
By early evening i had enough, and ended my relationship with lonely planet. I went to a 2nd hand shop (called books and things, its a pretty good place) and swopped my lonely planet guide for a really old Sci-Fi book by Poul Andersn, so now i have nothing to moan about, and im not a slave to any stupid ideas like 'check out the chicken burger stand here and kick back with the locals' or any inane nonsense it spouts.
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