A New Experiment By Derek|September Stuff, Spain|42 Comments 5 Weeks in Las Palmas - hillside view On the wall is some graffiti that I can’t make much sense of. I think there are small round robots buzzing about, working on computers and talking on the phone. The table where I sit is long and white. There are four of us sitting here, laptops open, yet eight seats still remain empty.
Inside this space it feels modern and industrial, yet welcoming enough, with Japan Phone Numbers 75 Million List wires hanging form the ceiling, a minimalist design and a front door that opens with the use of an app. Outside plastered on the wall across the street is an advertisement for rum, next to a brown door that leads to a currently closed nightclub. In front of the wall and the door stands a tall green parking meter on the sidewalk. How did I end up here in the Canary Islands? I hear a coffee machine rumble in the back of the room.
There is a small yellow wooden duck on wheels only inches from my laptop, its black dot of an eye staring me down since I got here. It is the duck that won’t stop asking me how I ended up here. A middle-aged man with a worn out backpack, holding in his hand a salad in a plastic container, straight from the supermarket, just walked in to the room and sat down across from me. I need to pee.