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and now, for a whole lot of fetishisms. a few years out and two weeks in dubai feel really nice, really precious somehow. maybe it feels less plastic since the crash or maybe i just want it to be so? still jetlagged but bougainvilleas, mint tea, a floral tea service and pistachios (the most rewarding of nuts somehow, no? with the iranians and lebanese and realising things are the same on three continents. chintzy chintzy cheeriness? weird return to dubaitimes before the emaar monoliths descended. most recently, the unveiling of the burj dubai – now burj khalifa – on the 4th to coincide with some anniversary of sheikh mohammad’s ascension. it’s an incredibly beautiful building, though unsurprisingly cemented with blood. things are disjointed. i should be reading for my thesis probably. in about 15 mins we will instead fly to ooty for a few days. this meanwhile makes me superhappy:
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