Strandhotell i Bandulu

“The Marbella Fast as rust, the humid decay, smoldering in defeat, beneath my bare feet, the fusty smell, rising in the heat, blurring the streets, down hallways and corridors, the mildew reeks, the fire and sun, heat beats the rhythm, solar flare warm in the sea. Crescively swollen wood halls, stale buildings crumbling, house to posts, wires crawl, geckos white on tiles froze, stairwells, browned and bronze, red burrs clinging to the rails, loyal comers wise to the...