Tony's stash of textual information

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I attempt a six-word sentence as a response to each book.

Brontë, Whitman, et al. Edited by John Boyes. “Poems that will save your life”.

How they lived, in beautiful rhyme.

Isaac Asimov. “I, Robot”. 1950.

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  • cafe scene. young people roasting coffee beans and opening their own cafes. But they admit they lack the resources to develop their roasting skills to an ideal level of competence.
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My log of recent events.

  • persistently rainy weather. Limits my energy, mood and travel options.

  • public pianos tend to be occupied or broken-down.

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Here? Never again! Rain falling on a sick man I must not delay

又無いだ 雨は怖いだ はやく!せんせい!

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Now I realise that these older men are imperfect by nature, because their hearts are not devoid of lust, greed, desire, hatred, aversion, ignorance and delusion.

Nevertheless, they did take the time to appear in a photo together with me, as below.

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Yeah, curbing my intake of coffee is torturously difficult. But I make effort.

Here are drinks that I use as a substitute.

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Once again, I visited a Japanese-style tavern in Singapore, named Toku Izakaya.

And I met Taki-san from Kamakura, Japan. Taki-san has a 5-year-old son who is enrolled in a kindergarten near Clementi Woods. Taki-san has only been in Singapore for five years.

And, I met a regular customer at the same izakaya, once more: Mr. Erkka from Finland. Today Erkka had his hair in braids.

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What is a poet? A person who suffers from poverty And in his emptiness He sees A gem in the dirt And shines the gem for all

But don't forget that the gem came Because you are poor

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Just saw Boram Um, David Crosby and Cole Torode at Dough. It's their day of rest, today.

I asked Cole how he deals with burn-out and being jaded. (He's been in the coffee industry for 15 years).

He suggested finding an outlet for your negative energy.

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(Written after reading Phyllis Chesler's “Letters to a Young Feminist”, Letter Twenty-two: Letter to a young feminist, who happens to be a man, who happens to be my son.)

You're stronger than I thought. I have been delusional and ignorant to think you were weak. Forgive me for that.

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