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I am in school again after a weekend with Georgios in Kuching. It is a funny place, old and new and somewhat skewed. My friend Georgios (not his real name) he says he was a real gangster in the days before he became a teacher. Georgios is surprised to know I am a friend of Kapten Hokk. He knows Kapten Hokk for ten years. I am also surprised.

One thing great I have discovered is pepper of Sarawak. Funny thing is, I tell Kapten Hokk and he is suddenly very amused. He says, young Shivannah would be most interested, ha ha. I ask him, who is young Shivannah? He laughs and says, the Alchemist's apprentice. I do not know what is so funny, but I will ask the Alchemist when I next meet him.

Back to Kuching. I am thinking actually of cats, because they say Kuching is a city of cats. I feel a little odd. It is like Kjøbmandehavn in spirit, but it is not quite a city, and there are not so many cats as there should be. In fact, I end up more thinking of François Rabelais. Why? Because of the funny things I see there. To you my reader, if you have not read Rabelais, you must - he is an expert at making funny catalogs while mourning and mocking human condition of souls. And that is what Kuching is about.