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06/21/01
-----Original Message----- i'm so tired of people asking me for money it's not even funny. i think i'm just going to hide in my hotel room for the next three days. jaysus. your german friend told me that a month in a europe was probably enough, and i have to believe him at this point. actually, i think it will get better as i move further west, but even my american express travel counselor asked for a tip today. he was all nervous and weird about it, and he was sweating slightly. i slipped him 1000 fotrints, and he seemed pleased. i think that's about four dollars. i forgot that everyone rips you off here when they know you're a tourist, and it's come rushing back to me. four dollars to me is not much. he makes four hundred a month. of course, maybe he makes more than that in tips... but oh! my massage was so lovely this morning. she totally did a number on my ass, which was new and unexpected but worked out pretty well. i've never had a front and back massage before, and it made me a little dizzy. it's the most attention i've gotten in weeks, even if it was from an old hungarian woman. it was a totally unpredictable experience, full of twists and turns and surprises, as if she were reenacting "the french connection" on my back. (look out gene hackman! he's got a gun!) and the thermal spa, it's ridiculous. i sit in it for an hour, and then i have to go lie on my bed and float. it's almost exhausting feeling that good. tomorrow i'm getting a facial, and maybe, the day after, i'll take a mud bath if i'm feeling really frisky. last night "splendor in the grass" was on the one american cable station—cartoon network during the day, and turner classic movies at night. have you ever seen it? natalie wood and warren beatty young and beautiful and miserable. warren beatty is the rich boy with the oppressive father, and natalie wood is like, middle class, and she's beautiful and they're in love. there's this whole discussion on how there are two kinds of girls, sluts and nice girls, and warren beatty's sister is a slut, and she dies in a car accident and is a total alcoholic, and warren beatty's girlfriend, natalie wood, is a nice girl, and she ends up in an insane asylum because warren beatty dumps her because he's too sexually frustrated. but she triumphs at the end, because she gets to marry a rich doctor and warren beatty ends up a poverty stricken rancher married to some pizza waitress from new haven. natalie wood shows up to visit him on the ranch in this beautiful dress and she looks all sophisticated, and warren beatty's new wife is all preggers and wearing a dirty dress and doing dishes. but warren beatty still looks magnificent, because all he wanted to do was be a rancher all along. sorry if i just ruined it for you, but it's a story worth telling. i was crying in my hotel room. it was pretty good. i saw parliament today, too, and lots of amazing old buildings. i think prague is a much prettier city—most of the buildings are still intact there, and there seems to be a lot of construction in budapest. i'm enjoying looking at people, because they all do look so much different than us, even though they have the same skin color, and such. i'm so far down into my head i hope i can find a way out. my dreams are dramatic, as if my subconscious is cleaning house. (i had a talking dog dream!) and i do feel richer in a lot of ways, even if everything is costing me more than i expected. it's hard to explain it . . . i'm having quality time with myself. anyway, i'm off. hope this dispatch makes sense, and thanks for doing all the postings. people keep sending me email responses to "what's new in the east village?" it's cute. i noticed you edited the last one. feel free to do the same in this one. too tired to capitalize right now.
xxoo
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