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[burntcorners]

Daniel Schales, Jeff Puhutski, and myself took to evacuating this stark and barren landscape in search of our northern neighbor. Visions of record stores, poutine, winegums, and a Death From Above show stirred us to action. In the end three words rang clear at the image of Vancouver, BC. "Sketchy as fuck!" We traipsed around the city, filling

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[anonymous]

::sigh:: I can't fathom why anyone would besmirch any facet of your presense like that. I don't know exactly what was said when you overheard them talking about you, however, it surely must've been just a stupid anomaly or..something? Having said that, it doesn't matter if they happen to be drunk or whatever, you deserve better than that.

For what it's worth, you are adored. I've always admired you and although I may have basically ruined the original (stream of consciousness) email that I wrote for you, I'm going to send another one. More precisely, I will send an email tonight. (well, probably in the a.m. because once I get home I have to re-work the original
structure which thankfully ((or un-thankfully)) still exists in "Notepad" and partially on paper..I'm not the most organized person on earth..)

I was supposed to re-send the email already and just so you know, I don't see it as a chore or anything. It's just that...well, I don't know. I'll let the email speak for itself.

xo

Fabian

[chokechain]

I am still edge till death. Alochol is gross. Smoking is sick and drugs are so 1980s.

[burntcorners]

You are the only one who hasn't become everything I've always hated.
And I adore you so much for that.

When I was in Vancouver we walked near the Blinding Light venue and I saw that courtyard that we waited in while Maki made that phone call and I saw that parking garage where you touched my hand and I looked into your eyes. It was sad to me to be there again.

jkvbj

[anonymous]

sawry