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Mar 15, 2008 18:28

[voice post]

I ain't apologizin' for nothing I said that last curse. Some of it, if I got my way, I would've kept to myself--'cause my thoughts belong inside my head, and some things ain't so kind to say to folk. But they still my thoughts, and I don't regret them.

Some ain't so civilized, but I ain't always that, neither, so that ain't no surprise.

People been leavin' a lot lately, ain't they?

private to Zev // unhackable

Tony's gone. Lee, too. You all right?

private // unhackable

Maybe friends here ain't worth the trouble after all. This place do seem different--folk want to be my friends for one--but in some ways it's the same.

Better not let all that distract me, though. I got to finish mappin' out the Underground, and who got what corners, and who work for who. Been hard to tell, more than I expected. This sure ain't Baltimore.

Been thinkin' I might got to go to the police and see what info they got. Hope it don't come to that, though.

notes to self, aftermath, tony

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