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Date Posted: Sun, Sep 12 2004, 9:59pm PDT
Author: Reilly Grant
Subject:

I thought I knew what I was doing


pale features creased gently as he wandered across the damp pavement - beat up converse scuffing the asphalt as he walked, oblivious to surroundings. The kid was young, 19 and most and in a way troubled...leaving home at the tender age of 15 to pursue the career he'd most enjoyed, his music. It obviously hadn't gone very well, as he'd found himself here...a guitar and a messenger bag to show for his travels. Dark hair was easily brushed to the side, reveiling dark eyes, a slight scowel creasing almost childish features.


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