Blank Doll barfs.

The City is a beautiful human construct. It is the penultimate symbol of Man's struggle for independence in the face of Nature's caprices. Indeed, Man and the land were divorced when the City was conceived because the very idea of the City erased the agrarian life as the centre of a society, just as the agrarian tradition obviated the nomadic tradition before.

I was going to break into an essay on the City but decided against it. The blog is also a beautiful human construct but alas, it was never made to hold essays.

Lunch was too much. I'm going to die.

C'est tout.