turned up lateish in krakow, at rynek 7 again, to be greeted by hilarity and american-tinged polish from the receptionist who are having a glorious time as there’s just me and a lone greek staying. as a result of which i’m now on the upper floor as they’ve shut the bunks, where it turns out there’s a quote painted on the wall from a book i’ve read by murakami, author of another book i’ve brought with me…… does that count as interdependence? or just coincidence i think…damn
