125 + blocks. Over ten miles of concrete swampland did I walk today.
But hell, was it worth it. However I can't imagine living in a place like that. God be merciful on every soul that does survive the DMZ everyday.
Fear loves someone great, so they can tear them down like a building. But the great thing about someone great, is that they can be that person to be made a mockery of. ostracized from the community. They can be the dark hallway that leads to the first train home.
Sweet dreams kids.
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