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Wednesday, August 21, 2002
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August 20, 3:30, GMT-3 (8:30 GMT+2)

...I am finally awake. I guess. ...only now I really believe I am actually in Johannesburg. ...yesterday was the mescalin day. Almost no sleep at all, we were "scouting" the surroundings for facilities and stuff... to no good. But I feel today will be somehow better... "I've got this feeling/ the tide is turning now, baby/ funny feeling/ everything is gonna be alright now"... well let me go, my crew is summoning me. We will go after our crappy ISDN connection now.

Medic!


- Leonardo, 8:31 AM - 0 comments