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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…
#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…
#350 – Friends Like These
From Writhe’s journal: I went on a tour yesterday that left from my hostel at 9 in the morning. It took a long time as it was a walking tour, but I saw some great things and heard a bunch[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#345 – $1500
From Writhe’s journal: I met F at his work at 6 and we go bike riding again. We stop at a grocery store to get some food which we eat in a very large park. We ride some more, but[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#344 – Deep Feelings
From Writhe’s journal: I arrive in Vienna and contact F right away. He picks me up outside the post office in the train station. While I w as waiting for him I noticed a lot of punk/goth-looking people hanging about,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…