I sat in the car, shaking with anticipation. It was my first concert and I didn't know what to expect. We parked and started to walk towards what seemed to be a warehouse. We stepped inside, weaving between punks, heroine addicts, and a giant bulldog. Once I got inside, my nose was filled with the smell of PBR and vegan chili. I found Jared and EJ and got ready for what was going to be a concert of a lifetime.
This is one of two shorter posts that I'll be posting. Hopefully ill have some longer posts out before the end of the month.
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Jack OgilvieNow that my cynicism has balanced out I'd rather explain myself as an Anarchist with a passion for writing about, well, my passions. Enjoy the stuff I write but please don't be offended by the stuff I post. Archives
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