exile

[locke_fox]

i began to nurture some doubt about going back to cz. i don't know if i can be that cold ever again. i was contrasting blasted gray landscapes of dilapidated concrete with the soft green life exploding from my gardenings. the choice seems clear. but real life choices are never clear. just when i needed it, direction came to me in the form of a

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[deathcircle]

"you're really freaking me out man."