where bad things happen
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Eli, Nick, Julian & I found the longest alley ever the other evening. We were compelled to keep walking, thinking maybe there would be a small path in the middle that would lead us back out on to Eli’s street. Not the case. It was long. On a very windy night, there was absolutely no wind in this alley… pretty secluded. I wouldn’t go down it alone.
I’m going to bike down it one day, in the sunlight, of course.