Met Nizar from Tunisia last night. The last time I saw him was in Switzerland, two years ago. I outlined my current project with a coffee and sugary donut in early morning hours, with one hooker staring over our conversation with me thinking of adding one more country to the network. 

Grey overcast hang on top of Chicago today, looking sorrowful outside my office window. Nobody's in today and it's just me, the incessant phone calls and Glen Gould playing Bach.