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| Found this note addressed to Wilson and me from 2003:
Alright, this is pretty f**ked up now. Houston is mad at me. You guys are mad at Houston. That note you gave him kinda showed that. But I need to clear shit up. First he's not going with Taylor. He said "maybe". And I was joking about the last Resort thing. I thought you had a nice "piece of meat". And he didn't really call Lauren a bitch. He was just really really pissed at Lauren. He said "ho" not "bitch". He probally got shot in the head in a paintball game to hard. So don't be so pissed off at the little "faggot ass Fucker". When you done reading this note, give it to Lauren. And I came up with the "code" for him. He might not only like girls with BIG TITS. But I do usuallly. And Like I said, its not being bad to like tits, its Horny! Thats a South Park song, Im horny, so horny, all night long im horny. It's cool see.
P.S. Derpa
P.S.S. Err
P.S.S.S. pa
P.S.S.S. derr
P.S.S.S.S. rr
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| Oh my God, J. Lynn died. I was always stuck beside her, since our last names are so close, and this is the saddest part: I hated her so much. She was always joking around, and I just wanted to get an education, I just wanted to be a serious high school student, and last night she was shot to death. Everyone's remembering her brilliant smile and all I can think about is how much I didn't like her, and how I shouldn't have been such a self-righteous asshole because apparently she was pretty great.
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Three more weeks in Kansas City:
This morning's thunderstorms and my extreme dehydration woke me up at seven. I got up, mixed a CD for work, and circled twice around the River Market Coffee Shop before going to Pi downtown instead. This was obviously the correct choice, and I saw R. and S. Burnett there, as well as Travis (who remembers that we met two years ago, who still has a picture of us drunkenly dancing together in the kitchen of the G. Estates on his phone). I read a little about cupping coffee and went to River Market Cyclery; my bike is now rideable for only ten dollars. Snapped a few photos to remind myself that, no matter how pretty Barcelona is, I love Kansas City so much.
Also to remind myself that I like photographing city structures, and will have a lot of fun with Barcelona and the beach and Gaudi and what have you. Drinking coffee with Travis today- talking about his various art shows coming up, the trips he's taking to further his work- I realized that I'm just an artist who doesn't create any kind of art. I'm excited to go away. I think I'm going to have to change my name again: "Lauren" is so ugly in Spanish, and "L" is too close to "él" that I think I'd always be confused.
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