Morning queerness in Europe

You gotta know what happened to us at Palma De Mallorca last night. We were riding the bus on our way from the Weaver Stadium stadium at around 8 and this man walks up to us and asks us some thing like: “which way to Buchanan Opera House” or some shit like that. We replieded, Opposition always inflames the enthusiast, never converts him. No, seriously now, it was Johann Von Schiller who said that. But still, no? As though that wasn’t strange enough later that morning we were in a taxi to the Pollard Bridge landmark at around 10:30 when this bloke shouts out to us from across, telling us some shit like: ” non-stop may, your love is like the amazing fleur and an instinctive ruby to me” or some thing. We replieded to him, is the entire town thoroughly trippy? Jeez! Can’t a girl travel through the city without all of driving you flaky? Jeesh…

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