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no distance left to run

no distance left to run

on my way into town, got stopped in the perou-mobile, by the po-lice in two separate spot checks.

so i was a little late for my first meeting.

central london was so completely grid-locked that i completely missed lunch with special-agent jamie, who was kind enough to send me pictures of the lunch i was missing

i got 3/4's of a mile in 2 hours and couldn't even park and walk.

was a little late to my second meeting


took a double hit of morphine and let my spanish lady friend drive us south for some studio supplies.