down inside they are sort of laying around, and i realize their lips are gray, and they make a wheezing noise when they breathe, and it's probably one of those nasty degenerative lung diseases from the damp nobody gets any more. one of them is wanting to get out, but is tired or something at the moment.

a bit later she fixes to go, but notices that the others aren't looking her in the eye and suddenly panics, because you can't always trust the others (not to eat you?). she suddenly starts flying away from them toward the meeting place, and crashes into the wood, splintering it.

[wake up]

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in ashland, sort of, riding mountain bike. decide to take a ride to phoenix, and go to swap with my street bike, which i apparently store on the next block on the sidewalk in front of some random house. ride it around a bit (it has weird shifty handle bars) and realize the upper part of the brakes are totally ripped out. at the bike shop asking about a replacement and decide that that isn't het best place to store it.

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on a rocky shore. with brad. italy or something? talking with mob people. have a nifty 22 for target shooting. want to shoot it, but there are people out walking on the weird flotsam in the water, scooping stuff out and chasing ducks.

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with brad and eagle now. brad is super excited about something that happened at work, and is planning on coming back early from lake louise in order to go pick something up or something.

people are milling around, brad and george ar about to leave. i'm talking to george and margo, and joke to george that now she'll have a story to tell every anniversary, about how they left louise a day early to go do whatever it was at neversoft.