09.04.02 - 5:06 p.m. - very nearly quite almost

there weren't leaves like this back home, ones that look like fans or chandeliers or something created from the undersides of potato chips.

and i suppose you could say i have a new posse. we plan on taking over the city. there is edgar, who talks very very fast and mumbles. there is also holly, who shared a secret with me when we met, and that was the beginning of it i guess. i don't feel like i know them, but that is always a hard thing anyhow.

i haven't talked to kevin in a while. or certain other persons for that matter. is it really a matter? i almost expected it, almost.

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