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June 7, 2013 by Will

Finding THE Girl: A Never Ending Global Search of Pain & Progress

Once upon a time there lived a girl. A girl full of grace, charm and wit. A girl beset with marvellous mammaries. Bosoms capable of turning even the most reticent of heads. In her little pocket of the city she stalked. Delicious eye-candy for the commuting masses. Where she headed each morning nobody knew. Only she was privy to the secret. But as she sipped on her morning coffee, seated in the corner of another lonely, nameless, city cafe, she forgot all about the world around her. For she was human after all. And like every other member of the species, she occupied herself with the very same questions. “I wonder if my man is out there?” , she asked. “What part of this big ol’ world is it that he roams?” Answers to which, plainly, nobody knew. Answers that lurked deep inside the cold, miserable earth. Deep in its unknown depths and gallows.

Recognisable story? Certifiably not. Why? Because it’s one of my own humble making. One, woven specifically, for the nature of this very article. Spun from the cobwebs of creative writing classes of yesteryear and every fetid fairytale I’ve ever read.

If you don’t like it, that’s cool. You’re welcome to go fuck yourself. I’m sure there’s plenty of other travel-related reads out there anyway. Ones too, no doubt, with much better constructed yarns than this.

But, pray I dear reader, hang back for just a moment. Permit me to explain its inclusion. For this story is a metaphor. A metaphor for that of my own. Selected, may I add, to guide you gently into an oncoming assault of soul-bearing and revelation that I appreciate, for some at least, may be too hot to handle. A précis, albeit ill-designed, as the soothing period of calm before a storm.

Substitute the protagonists boobs for a (very questionable) penis and we’re well on our way to unravelling this tale already.

I’m sure it’s not too difficult to imagine myself in this picture, sat crying, under the Mexican moonlight, with little indigenous people side-stepping all around me. There I am. Pining. Searching for a connection to the starry dynamo of night and questioning, in light of the broken boulevard of romances that lay out before me, where is it that my shambling love life all went wrong?

A sorry figure I must cast. And despite my best and earliest protestations, let me assert (for the older members of the audience among you) that I am indeed heterosexual. Nothing more than a man with a backpack. A lost romantic. A vagabond swept up in search of passion, NorthFace sponsoring the dull ache of my heart.

Just like our effete heroine in the story above, I too walk the streets of the towns, cities and countries I help to temporarily populate.

Just like her I ask the very self-same questions…

Where is THE girl of my dreams?

And is travel helping or hindering my search? Continue reading →

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April 30, 2013 by Will

How to Ensure Your Long Time Survival as a Digital Nomad: Maintain Integrity, Kill Greed and Stop Living Your Life as a Self-Effacing Whore

Be the King of the Motherfucking Jungle

“Am I nothing but a cheap back alley whore, panties exposed in the cool air, sex organ ravaged, waiting ajar for just one more easy dollar opportunity?”

Surprisingly, as a long term-traveller (averse to term “digital nomad” save for placement in a catchy SEO-worthy title), it’s a question that bothers me a lot. No more so than in reflection as to what has happened here, at WillPeach.com, my own shopfront to the untapped mass markets of the world.

But it’s not just happening to me, such interrogation. I also see it happening in you too.

You once had the world at your feet. Your site, your brand, your business on the web? It was all going so well. You worked so hard to bring value to an audience. Yes, you were struggling financially, but fuck it, at least you had love and passion for what you were doing.

Now look at you. All corrupted. Screwed in the ass by the temptation of greed and living off your laurels making an easy sell. You make me want to punch you in the cunt.

Continue reading →

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April 11, 2013 by Will

The Coolest, Most Epic, Most Fucked Up Thing You Can Think Of?

If this is the kind of thing you come up with get your mother to abort you now

Stop right there you eager streak of piss. I know what you’re doing. You and that glum shallow-eyed face of yours. I see your withered lips twitch, your over-satiated (and no doubt defiled) body turn inquisitively. It’s starting. And I want to get the fuck away from whatever comes next.

You’re thinking right? Thinking about the title question that roped your curious clunge-piece into clicking over here no? Heck, you’re probably even trying to come up with a satisfying answer too. One that involves doing good in the world and helping people out most likely. Nice, small-scale things. Things you think are going to help you gain harder, faster, more cataclysmic orgasms as well as respect among your no-hope, Game of Thrones-watching friends.

Urghhh. It’s all so predictable.

Sound check motherfucker.

What you actually just did? Wasn’t thinking. You, you immoral chimpanzee, simply ejaculated brain fluff out into the ether.

The things you thought of? About as cool, epic and fucked up as wearing a pair of stilettos when your girlfriend/mum is out. About as commonplace as a garden trowel. About as imaginative as a chocolate factory. About as sexy as Cinderella after her ugly sisters have slammed her perfect labia into a mangle and wrung that thing all night long.

Can you see where I’m going with this?

You didn’t think big enough.

You squandered the question like a plagued execration.

You spat on the grave of every metaphysical poet that ever drew breath.

You just bored the fuck out of yourself with your own stupid answer.

You did exactly the same goddamn thing 90% of people always do.

Loser. Continue reading →

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April 1, 2013 by Will

Your Web Videos Are Shitty: How to Make Them 100X More Fucking Fantastic

I couldn’t put it any other way

Boo hoo. Nobody’s watching your shitty little YouTube videos and you don’t know why. You even put in overly gratuitous shots of you hugging Asian people too. What the fuck’s going on?

Well, instead of raising your skinny fists to the air, imploring the Good Lord for not sending eyeballs your way and then desecrating Hitchcocks’s grave by having a tug over Gangnam Style, why don’t you do something about it?

Everyone keeps saying online video is the future – and despite the grand universe being made up of a large proportion of wizened pricks, perhaps they have a point. The bottom line? Mess video up and you throw another medium of engagement, capable of driving interest to your brand and business, firmly in the shitter.

Having previously worked as a multimedia journalist in the trade press (back when I was far more presentable), I had the chance to learn a bit about how to shape a solid online video. And while the only thing markedly “viral” I sculpted was a good bout of chlamydia, at least I had some time to study them and see what works.

So now I want to shed a little bit of light on the topic that’s likely to set the purists and snobs’ tongues wagging faster than a lesbians at a porn fest. The truth? You don’t need to invest in decent equipment, be an editorial wizard or cast actors who look as if they’ve been hit by a washboard to make something half decent. In fact it’s easier than all that.

Here’s how to make what you do behind, in front and beside your camera, 100X more fucking fantastic.

Continue reading →

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March 26, 2013 by Lizzie

Boots, Feelings and Other Girl Things Will Would Never Write About

ankle bootsHey hey hey, how’re my best girlfriends?! Do you guys need anything? Some snacks? A condom? Let me know.

In a continued effort to antagonize Will into writing again for his own damned blog through entirely uterus-driven posts, I’d like to talk for a minute (or approximately 500 words) about boots. Cause, you know, women be shopping. Continue reading →

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