{"id":9337,"date":"2026-05-10T07:42:54","date_gmt":"2026-05-10T07:42:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alanrolsky.site\/?p=9337"},"modified":"2026-05-12T13:44:11","modified_gmt":"2026-05-12T13:44:11","slug":"cafe-adria","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/?p=9337","title":{"rendered":"cafe adria"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>sie m\u00e4anderten, der strom* f\u00fchrte sie, und sie pfl\u00fcckten erinnerungen, auf diesem wege, wie reife fr\u00fcchte, boten sie einander h\u00f6flich an, wie begr\u00fcssungsgeschenke, an eingeborene, in fernen l\u00e4ndern, gestern, zur blauen stunde. sie selbst, verworfene, nun flu\u00dfschiffer, boat people, die untiefen noch in spannweiten messend, 5 faden, 4 faden, vom gemeinsamen kr\u00e4hennest, ausguck, die m\u00fcndung und sandb\u00e4nke fest im blick. der sohn kam, dann die gef\u00e4hrtin. sie gingen vor anker, verstauten alles kartenmaterial in den schapps und unhandliches in der backkiste, und setzten \u00fcber, mit dem tender, ans rettungslose ufer.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed aligncenter is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-4-3 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"The Journey Home\" width=\"620\" height=\"465\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/FGf_FKIZHSY?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>* stream of consciousness, ulysses, j. joyce<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>sie m\u00e4anderten, der strom* f\u00fchrte sie, und sie pfl\u00fcckten erinnerungen, auf diesem wege, wie reife fr\u00fcchte, boten sie einander h\u00f6flich an, wie begr\u00fcssungsgeschenke, an eingeborene, in fernen l\u00e4ndern,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,10,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9337","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-people","category-texte","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9337","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9337"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9337\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9396,"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9337\/revisions\/9396"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9337"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9337"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mx-dilo.red\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9337"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}