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On the way home she was saying "What about those things? Don't we have to pick up that stuff? From those people's house? The stuff we were supposed to send to Paris? You know? Are you with me?" So of course yes. I get in the right lane, pull the thing over, three-point-turn and head back to the middle of the city. Suddenly the night opens up. We've been liberated by banality. The thing from the people has set us on a path to nighttime freedom and adventure!

22 June 2006


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