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#384 – Dead
#377 – Ghost In A White Sheet
From Writhe’s journal: It was cold and wet and confusing with a forest of dark boots. Chaotic flashes of colored lights blurred and blinded. The forest moved and shifted in the strobe lights. The beat of the music pounded through[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#376 – POW
From Writhe’s journal: I’m in the Berlin Ostbahnhof. I got into Germany and find my way around immediately. I am given a warm reception at the Backpacker hostel. Although the conversation soon turns against me. One of the girls that[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#375 – Scuttlebutt
#368 – Fire Dept.
From Writhe’s journal: Woke up and decided to give the city one more chance. Refused to go to the Modern Art Museum with the asshole Canadian. Found another used record shop that the desk guy told me about at the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#366 – The Ring
From Writhe’s journal: The organ concert turned out to be more of a service. This Baroque church has three organs and one of them is immense yet not as impressive as in some off the gothic churches where they loom[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#365 – Punch Drunk
From Writhe’s journal: It was easy to find the hostel in Hamburg. I ended up with a swanky room with four beds and no roommates. I walk around town a bit and got some food at one of the many[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#362 – He’s My Man
From Writhe’s journal: On the train to Amsterdam. Last night I got back to the hostel and walked to the CD store in the rain only to find that it was closed due to it being Sunday. So I put[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#347 – Calling The Shots
From Writhe’s journal: A park in Prague, somewhere near the river. “So” means Saturday on their calendars here, so that means the laundry is closed. I go to a different traveler’s hostel because it says in the guidebook that they[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…