| author: Jamie : Lisnaskea, Northern Ireland Saturday, June 22nd, 2002 author: mike a : Hoboken, NJ Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: joe urb : Harlem, NY Tuesday, June 18th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Tuesday, June 18th, 2002 author: joe urb : New York, NY Monday, June 17th, 2002 author: corsakti : Chicago, IL Monday, June 17th, 2002 author: Jamie : Belfast, Northern Ireland Sunday, June 23rd, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Saturday, June 22nd, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Friday, June 21st, 2002 author: corsakti : Chicago, IL Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: Jamie : Enniskillen, Northern Ireland Monday, June 17th, 2002 author: mike a : Hoboken, NJ Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: disappear here : Brooklyn, NY Saturday, June 15th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Tuesday, June 25th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Monday, June 17th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Tuesday, June 18th, 2002 author: Jamie : Enniskillen, Northern Ireland Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: moebius rex : San Francisco, CA Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: Tim : Philadelphia, PA Tuesday, June 18th, 2002 author: Jamie : Enniskillen, Northern Ireland Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Thursday, June 13th, 2002 author: todd : New York, NY Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: corsakti : Chicago, IL Monday, June 17th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Friday, June 14th, 2002 author: Peter : New York, NY Friday, June 21st, 2002
| | author: Jamie : Omagh, Northern Ireland

omagh, county tyrone, northern ireland
carpark ticket machine
enniskillen, county fermanagh, northern ireland
author: Jamie : Lisnaskea, Northern Ireland

Lisnaskea, Northern Ireland
to his friend's he's known as deano. the peace symbol on his door? that was supposed to be ironic. it was mooch's idea. mooch is one of deano's minions. the blood of past sinners flecked and spattered like the innocent fingerpaintings of an mexican infant.
DEATH TO ALL - the warning is clear. they call him woody for a reason
author: mike a : Hoboken, NJ
 Hoboken, NJ: PATH station
author: joe urb : Harlem, NY
 Brownstones in Harlem, NYC: copyright joe urb
author: Peter : New York, NY
 Almost two years; every day, I ride the same bus across town, and every day the same people, looking as bland as they did the day before, accompany me. Blame it on the sleepy early-morning twilight or the realization that no one has had their coffee yet. Blame it on the fact that people just aren't that friendly in New York City, but none of us seem to ever notice each other, much less make eye contact or interact in even the most minute way. Consequently, no one seems interesting enough to side-track even the most vague passing moment of...
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