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[16 Aug 2003|08:44am] |
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Ah, the internet's back. Mass power failure at around 4:15 Thursday afternoon left the city crippled briefly. So, so hot.. the generator in the condo I'm staying in burns on putrid whale oil, kerosene or something as equally smelly. The windows were closed all night. The elevators and back-up lights in the hall worked, as well as the phones. It was fun to scurry around and gather waxy forms of light.
I ended up going for a walk, as I usually did that, night. Strange characters emerged from the woodwork out onto the streets for lack of better activities. A lot of people out, an air of commeraderie.. small town chattiness. I grew tired w/all the strangers gabbing about it... how far it stratched, where they were when it happened... I staked out a pizza place for some susteneance, but milling around it were meneacing looking large people w/a territorial gleam in their retinas.
I passed it off as too much of a wait.
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I spent 20 minutes adding a lot more to this, and ended up deleting it. Flaming crap, I'm mad.
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