this city and all of argentina apparently never sleeps .
however, despite my open eyes at this hour, this is all i want to do.
there is no way to describe the way that people stroll home at 6 am,
like itīs no thang. There is no way to describe the steak and sandwiches
and vendors selling everything over and over again... like it will go out of style as slowly as it became fashionable here... or like we are in a state of natural disaster and itīs sane to sell the same thing on every corner and to sell everything youīve got....that dollar for dinner isnīt cheap here.