My photography class assignment has inspired me to creep around back alleys, graveyards, and seedy neighborhoods at dusk. Tonight I was only going to Czek village, but Steve insist I take his mace because of all the bad dudes he claims personal knowledge of. So when this guy was sitting right where Id planned to plant my tripod, I nearly maced a perfectly harmless and sweet folk singer whose only wish was to send good vibes of peace, love and brotherhood over the waters of life. See, Steve? Its better to make friends than assault records.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 01:58:29 +0000
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