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This here is: JESUS LAND
My Becca's home.
I have traveled all over the world and gone to the highest peaks, and the densest jungles. The Carpathain Mountians will always be my homeland, but my home is a woman. Solange Sangria. You are home to me. Your body is my home. Your mind. Your heart and soul. It matters little to me where we are.
Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the
Minnesota! It smelled like raspberries and sunlight and tender grass. It was summer and everything was more beautiful than any picture she had carried with her ... There had never been a place in the world as beautiful as Minnesota.
Goddamn the whole fucking world and everyone in it except you, Carlotta!
Phoenix, Arizona: an oasis of ugliness in the midst of a beautiful wasteland.
Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!
She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside.
-Gibraltar to Quinn
Marina, as of the sea. You stick with Hector Ricardo. I'll take care of you;its in my name
Well, I'm a standing on a cornerIn Winslow, ArizonaAnd such a fine sight to see,It's a girl, my lord, in a flatbed FordSlowin' down to have a look at me.
Abandoned mill that
!Cabron!" [Mariposa] stomped her foot. "Hijo de puta."
Hard to believe that she was two centuries old and not the young girl she looked and acted. Like Peter Pan, she'd never grown up.
Charleston, West "by gods" Virginia
Bahia Mar marina, Fort Lauderdale.
Mi-yammi! The extraordinary city, with its Judeo-Cubano population, its mix of surgical-appliance and sex-fetishist obsessions, takes the American melting pot past the boil. It represents pretty much everything Patrick J. Buchanan hates.
Enough about me. Tell me about Princess Marigold. Ever been on a pirate ship?
away from Eden. She's mine.
Janelle, you're my home.
It's summer and time for wandering...
I used to live in Pillgwenlly, and there was this old Italian pizzeria that used to be there with a really amazing character who ran it.
jessamine. Flowering
Since I've moved here a Chinese takeaway on the main street has ominiously renamed itself from whatever it was before to the Golden Bowl, but other than that, the landscape is the last place on earth that might call Mizuko to mind.
A town loved with bitter love.
Concetta and Domenico Costa, Mariana Pontillo, the Arena family. We live.
Intramuros! The old Manila. The original Manila. The Noble and Ever Loyal City ...
Massachusetts, which is hard to spell, it is hard not to
The Aravaipa village near Camp Grant. Although Camp
SCARAMOUCHE Rafael
Moraga's expedition of 1806 added further to the nomenclature of the Sierra. After crossing the San Joaquin his party came to a place which his men called Las Mariposas because of the swarms of butterflies (mariposas) which flew into their eyes and ears.
I was like, 'What's Margiela?' back then.
Italy, like areas of her childhood, is a part of her world she has always kept secret from her husband. These are places she goes to renew her virginity.
Prague. Praha. The name actually meant "threshold". Pollina had said the city was a portal between the life of the good and ... the other. A city of dark magic, Alessandro had called it.
I have always wanted to go to Trieste because it sounds like tristesse, which is a light-hearted word, even though in French it means sadness. In Spanish it is tristeza, which is heavier than French sadness, more of a groan than a whisper.
Micronesia. "It was near Guam," Steve Blauner says. "A guy that sick to
Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.
Itterasshai.
Go and come back safely.
Megan Luisa Garcia
I WAS HERE
Where is Aelin.
Where is my wife?
I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows.
Milan. What a beautiful place to die.
Beautiful homes with beautiful flowers
The only place I've ever felt at home. She made my house a home, she's home.
Angleterre Hotel,
Buffet." "Do you know what casino she
California: the valley of the sun. It would be just his luck that she was here, where the daylight hours seemed to last longer than anywhere else. Where, even if he found her, he'd be bound to staying in the shadows as she walked in the light.
Whistler,' Manet called. 'How's your mother?
A middle-aged mother in a little town called Naples has been named Miss Dreamsville.
How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day?
SM Seaside City Cebu: soon to be the Philippines' Largest Mall and the 4th Largest in the World
somewhere in the mountains with two
Montreal, this wonderful town ... Pearl of Canada, Pearl of the world.
The one taken underwater of Mel's garden of women,
Midian is where the monsters go.
Marjoram ... Blushes.
Her name was Marroca, probably her maiden name, and she pronounced it as though it had fifteen r's in it.
A seafaring uncle had given it to her mother who in turn had bequeathed it to Marilla. It was an old-fashioned oval, containing a braid of her mother's hair, surrounded by a border of very fine amethysts.
Fuckhead:
The name's MariKETA.
Go to hell,
The WITCH, doing a creepy spell somewhere right now.
It's a little place on the Pacific Ocean. You know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory. That's where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory.
Venice, that capital city of dream and intrigue, that double city (one above and seemingly solid, one below, wavering and reflected in the waters), which never disappoints ...
Beautiful city! ... spreading her gardens to the moonlight, and whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age ... her ineffable charm ... Adorable dreamer, whose heart has been so romantic!
Where, with your one rose you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?
Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
Los Angeles, give me some of you! Los Angeles come to me the way I came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town I loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town!
Maria is the best reason to come home.
leaving Sobriety City on the Alcohol Express). She
Blissful Islands
Ibiza is very close to my heart.
The countryside they
Goldsboro, North Carolina.
Danzhol. The one with the marriage proposal and the objections to the town charter in central Monsea. "Bacon," Bitterblue muttered. "Bacon!" she repeated, then carefully made her way up the spiral stairs.
Lancaster, California ... that promised land sometimes called 'the west coast of Iowa.
Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.
kitchen, where she could count on Tirzah to be
Honolulu, it's got everything. Sand for the children, sun for the wife, sharks for the wife's mother.
Jenny? Just as I was considering
Manassa naught,
a padded white envelope
with no return address,
landlocked and antiseptic,
exploited like a gas station.
Beauty
passes through in the briefest of cameos.
gin daisy, which
Ask the dust on the road! Ask the Joshua trees standing alone where the Mojave begins. Ask them about Camilla Lopez, and they will whisper her name.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Well, schmear my bagel, if it isn't Mara Dyer.
Do you never imagine things different from what they really are?" asked Anne wide-eyed.
"No."
"Oh!" Anne drew a long breath. "Oh, Miss--Marilla, how much you miss!
What place is so rugged and so homely that there is no beauty; if you only have a sensibility to beauty?
There are two Venices I know about and one of them is a hotel in Vegas. The other is an L.A. beach where pretty girls walk their dogs while wearing as little as possible and mutant slabs of tanned, posthuman beef sip iced steroid lattes and pump iron until their pecs are the size of Volkswagens.
us. The little shit really digs Celia here. Been seein' her
Where am I and doing what? You might well ask. Freaky chick, you say? You can't imagine. I am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.
Fraj-ile, I say, pronouncing it the way she does - as if it might be a popular tourist destination in the Pacific, beautiful Fraj Isle, with its white sandy beaches and shark-filled coves.
We'd been living in the Arkansas Ozarks, then the Missouri Ozarks, because it is so inexpensive and does have natural wonders, but we shuffled things and moved to San Francisco, the corner of Dashiell Hammett and Pine.
On the Jellicoe road
Ireland?" "Small wet place across the Irish Sea," Barry offered kindly. "Where they drink a lot?" Lisa said faintly. "And they never stop talking. That's the place.
I live in Cape Town but my favourite holiday destination is Hermanus, a little seaside town about a 90-minute drive away, over the pass and down to the sea, on the sunshine coast. It's where I love to escape to with my wife for a weekend every now and again.
'Marielena' was a wonderful experience that so many people still remember today. It challenged me to practice my Spanish. Having been born and raised in Miami, English was very much my dominant language!
All places are filled with fools.
[Lat., Stultorum plenea sunt omnia.]
Where shall we honeymoon? Will you take me to Italy, to see the Botticellis?"
"I will take you anywhere you wish. Anywhere under the sky.
Merciless Mart, with its grand lobby. I glimpse the Abnegation
Come here till I tell you. Where is the sea high and the winds soft and moist and warm, sometimes stained with sun, with peace so wild for wishing where all is told and telling.
Che bella donna! Dove vai?" Beautiful woman, where are you going?
A Mexican border town just across the line from Brownsville, Texas, one of the most dangerous places on earth.
London, dirty little pool of life