Down in Turangi. Everyone is fly fishing. Some boys caught a trout the other day and beat it to death with a rock. They gave it to us and we ate it for breakfast. My director brought a book called Naked Lunch with him and I've been reading it. It's two main themes seem to consist of drugs and homosexuality. Hardly my thing but still I read on through trying to gleam what possible meaning is there if any. The river here is exuberant.

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