Taken against the will of the day, and forced to sustain a composure undisturbed, another shipping toward a god awful place. This time, in the middle of nowhere. A place industrial with no sense of direction or easy access to public transport. With two other people in the room, a hard time was had trying to throw the interview. The will is gone but a breach looms pending.
Soon Van - Thursday, June 3, 2004 - 07:40
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