4/27/09



I biked up to Council Crest one day. I must have had an excess of energy; something that I couldn't imagine right now. It's the highest point in town. I biked around in those neighborhoods in the hills, lost, and I came to a man in front of his house. His house was up in the hills and his car was black and it shone. He was an old man with grey or white hair. He gave me directions to the crest. I tried to joke around with him, but he was expectedly all business.

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