Gave the last of my change to a busker singing a punk version of “Nobody knows you when you’re down and out”. Skipped the train and tram fare. Sat in line for 45mins, got derisive over glasses looks, got told I was wrong. The busker was gone by the time I got back. Spent the rest of my morning with coffee and editing a picture of my dead uncle for a memorial column in some italian news paper. I’m the go-to for editing the photos of dead relatives.
Everyone is always worshipping the dead
if anyone has a tough year ahead of them or behind them
this japanese fisherman will get you back on your feet, i can guarantee
I WON’T GIVE UP, JAPANESE FISHERMAN!!!
THIS IS ACTUALLY SURPRISINGLY INSPIRATIONAL, EVERYONE NEEDS A JAPANESE FISHERMAN TO YELL AT THEM SOMETIMES OKAY