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December 8th,
2011 10:15 am
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I'm sick of feeling like some vampiric creature of the night in this tent. The mourning denizens of Boston can take a raincheck if they care to, but I'm going to explore the city and get some sunlight today if it's the last thing I do. Preferably so that I can find a place with food that is easily identifiable before we get out into the real open road and it's back to beans and grey matter.
If anyone cares to explain to the crowds why my tent is dark, well, I'm overcome by demons, clearly. Mediumship is a dangerous art, et cetera, et cetera.
( Private to Eva. )
( Private to Faron. )
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