30 April 2010
It’s hot out, but there’s some breeze, so it isn’t too bad. I’m wearing my backpack with my belongings in it, including some blank books. The batteries for everything else ran out long ago. The country is flat, and I’m trudging up the empty highway toward… I’m not sure. But going there isn’t a question, [...]
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30 April 2010
He was swinging his arms wildly around his head and face, batting at something invisible.
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