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After having a talk with a close friend about loneliness, sex and women ( or lack thereof), i decided to take a late night stroll and puff cigarettes ( yeah i know ) to let my mind wind down. I walked to the No 4 mine park, which is now covered in lush trees and plants, complimented with benches that are scattered throughout. I sat one a bench and started thinking about how ugly that place must of looked a century ago. Now it seems to be indirectly turned into a shrine: a peaceful spot of nature to ease the ugliness of industry. I thought about how many people must of died in that mine, and then it struck me:
if i ever see a ghost, i will become a very spiritual person very, very quickly
'night!
if i ever see a ghost, i will become a very spiritual person very, very quickly
'night!