My friend Jamie wrote me today.
James Lee Mead so in a dream i wandered streets that wavered between some existences of the Mil and good Ellison, I watched you fly by on a bicycle with a camera following fast behind, and thought, ohh this is isaiah's project! it was a big deal, streets closed and all. (and looked mildly dangerous. then i turned around to collect my... own bicycle and it had disappeared and suddenly i was on hwy 42
plans next weekend? still got a rooftop access to the vampire mansion?
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