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4 June 2007 · by Tintin Wulia · in greyhound, hands-on thinking

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I was thinking yesterday of 2 things – how easy it was to avoid conversation; and how this trip, speechless, reminds me about the meditation camp Ridwan told me where for the whole week they didn’t talk, didn’t read, didn’t read, did nothing (didn’t even edit). And now I’m writing.

There was just now this verbal fight at the back – “you only buy one seat!”

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The view is still OK – hilly. Penn Center West has MCI office

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As a result of an auction in Sarah Vanhee's The Great Public Sale of Unrealised But Brilliant Ideas, my bio has become a collective bio:

When they were thirteen, Tintin Wulia and Christiane Berndes wished that Peter Pan would lose his shadow in their neighborhood, because they thought that Peter Pan was kinda sexy. Night after night, they would think a happy thought, wishing that Peter would find them if they could fly. Nothing happened – Tintin and Christiane discovered that Peter had much preferred Wendy.

Three decades later, Tintin and Christiane are still discovering many things. One, that Peter Pan is a fictional character invented by James Matthew Barrie. Two, that the fact that Peter is fictional doesn’t mean that he’s illusory. They are also discovering that, three, it is not a happy thought that one needs to be able to fly – it is, rather, the combination of a passport and a valid visa. And also, four, that the fact that one needs a passport and a valid visa to be able to fly is just shitty.

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