In a Different Time We Would’ve Been Savages

July 09, 2006

Today I flung my Visionary Indian Friend into a deep chasm in the heart of the forest. I had no choice — the fucker had it in for me. We made the wilderness spasm with violence, screams, and unknown shivers of pain.

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