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		<title>&#8220;Does anyone ever say &#8216;hello&#8217; to you?&#8221;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Does anyone ever say ‘hello’ to you?”<br /><br /> - <em>Kris</em>]]></description>
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		<title>Mao statue in Kashgar, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Our bloggers&#8217; bookazine baby CIRCUS that we&#8217;ve been&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 18:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img><br /><br /><p>Our bloggers’ bookazine baby CIRCUS that we’ve been working on since half a year arrived from the printers today! Buy <a href="http://circus-bookazine.com/shop">online</a> or <a href="http://circus-bookazine.com/buy/stores">offline</a> from September 14th in about a thousand stores worldwide.</p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7zb1uoASD1qzewyqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Our bloggers’ bookazine baby CIRCUS that we’ve been working on since half a year arrived from the printers today! Buy <a href="http://circus-bookazine.com/shop">online</a> or <a href="http://circus-bookazine.com/buy/stores">offline</a> from September 14th in about a thousand stores worldwide.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Desi, 2010</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Flight statistics.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2010 17:13:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Countries travelled to: 23; hours flown: 170; kilometers flown: 115,940; average flight duration in minutes: 142; average flight distance in kilometer: 1,610.</p>]]></description>
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		<title>Ash via fuckyeahashleystymest via dontbetardyfortheparty</title>
		<link>http://flosi.tumblr.com/post/1027161589</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 21:36:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>flosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img><br /><br /><p>Ash via <a href="http://fuckyeahashleystymest.tumblr.com/post/1018016517/fuckyeahvibesnshit-theindiehippie" class="tumblr_blog">fuckyeahashleystymest</a> via <a href="http://dontbetardyfortheparty.tumblr.com/">dontbetardyfortheparty</a></p>]]></description>
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		<title>There&#8217;s nothing more hilarious than doing fitness with old women at 7 a.m. in Herăstrău Park&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2010 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>There’s nothing more hilarious than doing fitness with old women at 7 a.m. in Herăstrău Park in Bucharest.</p>]]></description>
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		<title>Balkan Tales.</title>
		<link>http://flosi.tumblr.com/post/984799350</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2010 00:28:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>flosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>There was a day when a car in Belgrade broke. It was not only a car, but it was the car of the Japanese embassador of Serbia. In the following days he had to use public transport, which at this time was crowded, and basically unusable. So he called the Japanese government and told them about it. They donated more than three million euros to improve the public transport infrastructure – the respective buses show a slogan on their doors: “Donated by the people of Japan.” By the way: trams in Belgrade are the same models as used in Pyongyang, North Korea; made in the Czech Republic and in Switzerland.</p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was a day when a car in Belgrade broke. It was not only a car, but it was the car of the Japanese embassador of Serbia. In the following days he had to use public transport, which at this time was crowded, and basically unusable. So he called the Japanese government and told them about it. They donated more than three million euros to improve the public transport infrastructure – the respective buses show a slogan on their doors: “Donated by the people of Japan.” By the way: trams in Belgrade are the same models as used in Pyongyang, North Korea; made in the Czech Republic and in Switzerland.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>So I arrived in Belgrade (#22) today, after spending one night at a friends&#8217; place in Vienna&#8230;.</title>
		<link>http://flosi.tumblr.com/post/978025674</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 17:47:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>flosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>So I arrived in Belgrade (#22) today, after spending one night at a friends’ place in Vienna. I’m staying in Andjela’s flat, and her mother makes the best rissoles I’ve ever (ever!) eaten. I am, however, tired as hell. Next destination on saturday: Bucharest (#23).</p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So I arrived in Belgrade (#22) today, after spending one night at a friends’ place in Vienna. I’m staying in Andjela’s flat, and her mother makes the best rissoles I’ve ever (ever!) eaten. I am, however, tired as hell. Next destination on saturday: Bucharest (#23).</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>At the time of writing this I&#8217;m sitting at the Stortorget in Gamla stan, Stockholm &#8211; a place&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>flosi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>At the time of writing this I’m sitting at the Stortorget in Gamla stan, Stockholm – a place that in my imagination still is as cold and empty as I experienced it in one freezing winter night back in 2008. I’m watching the waiter of Chokladkoppen, still the same and still as hot and delicious as the chocolate he serves. An old Chinese couple next to me, he’s eating rice cookies; the ones I constantly used to eat when I was living there, and drinking water from the brand that I considered to be too expensive to buy. However, I was outraged by the massive crowd of tourists (including me) I found there, and how suddenly the beauty and calmness of the place had vanished.</p>

<p>Since I read Susan Sontag’s “On Photography”, I not only started to think differently about photography but about being a tourist as well. In general, Sontag talks about the habit of photographing in order to have an evidence that you were there, and sometimes nothing but that. There are people who try to capture moments which sometimes just can’t be held in the frame photography offers. I see hundreds of people taking pictures of samesame buildings, they place themselves in front of them, one after another. I got sad when I saw people on the ferry, filming the sunset with their mobile phones or DV recorders. It’s just like seeing precious life time being wasted.</p>

<p>Speaking of Susan Sontag, I happened to stumble upon a just opened exhibition space called <a href="http://fotografiska.eu">Fotografiska</a>, it’s close to Slussen, and just opened in May as I was told. They showed the Annie Leibowitz exhibition (which I already saw in C/O Berlin), but also some other stunning photographers like <a href="http://www.veespeers.com/">Vee Speers</a>.</p>

<p>I must admit I consider myself a weird tourist, travel has mostly become stumbling opon things, buying stuff and sitting around doing nothing. I don’t visit museums very often and try to avoid places that are recommended in the guide books (Chokladkoppen is one, unfortunately). But maybe everyone has to see what travelling means to them. And if they like to take thousands of rather senseless pictures, be that as it may.</p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At the time of writing this I’m sitting at the Stortorget in Gamla stan, Stockholm – a place that in my imagination still is as cold and empty as I experienced it in one freezing winter night back in 2008. I’m watching the waiter of Chokladkoppen, still the same and still as hot and delicious as the chocolate he serves. An old Chinese couple next to me, he’s eating rice cookies; the ones I constantly used to eat when I was living there, and drinking water from the brand that I considered to be too expensive to buy. However, I was outraged by the massive crowd of tourists (including me) I found there, and how suddenly the beauty and calmness of the place had vanished.</p>

<p>Since I read Susan Sontag’s “On Photography”, I not only started to think differently about photography but about being a tourist as well. In general, Sontag talks about the habit of photographing in order to have an evidence that you were there, and sometimes nothing but that. There are people who try to capture moments which sometimes just can’t be held in the frame photography offers. I see hundreds of people taking pictures of samesame buildings, they place themselves in front of them, one after another. I got sad when I saw people on the ferry, filming the sunset with their mobile phones or DV recorders. It’s just like seeing precious life time being wasted.</p>

<p>Speaking of Susan Sontag, I happened to stumble upon a just opened exhibition space called <a href="http://fotografiska.eu">Fotografiska</a>, it’s close to Slussen, and just opened in May as I was told. They showed the Annie Leibowitz exhibition (which I already saw in C/O Berlin), but also some other stunning photographers like <a href="http://www.veespeers.com/">Vee Speers</a>.</p>

<p>I must admit I consider myself a weird tourist, travel has mostly become stumbling opon things, buying stuff and sitting around doing nothing. I don’t visit museums very often and try to avoid places that are recommended in the guide books (Chokladkoppen is one, unfortunately). But maybe everyone has to see what travelling means to them. And if they like to take thousands of rather senseless pictures, be that as it may.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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