-- asaala malekum mes chers amis!

love hearing all your stories.  all of those jaunt british excursions, zach--i
feel like i am liing so far outside of any of that reality.  it is completely
wild here.  i don't even know how to begin to describe it.  just colors and
noise and exhaust and sand and trash and bananas and babies and french and
fabrics and i don't even know.  totally overwhelming.  i met this beautiful guy
on the street walking home yesterday, charles, he was trying to talk to me in
wolof which i barely understand--then he told me he though i was belgian
because i have a beautiful accent in my french, not like those choppy
americans...ha....sorry steph i'll be running off with him, jk.  he probably
just wants a visa, i've gotten so many marriage offers for that it's crazy.
"do you know that you're beautiful, you please me so much, it's my dream to have
an american girlfriend..."  ah!  sketchbombs.  people actually love americans
here, way more than europeans.  some guy asked me if i live in the same
neighborhood as tupac yesterday.  HA

gotta run--
love yall
jamm ak jamm
k diggity