2009/12/1

In a skicross race, ahead, miss a turn, people pass me. Finish the race. Go down to the bottom and wander around. There’s a thing going on and I check it out. A small band plays, I go around back and they’re selling gift stuff. I look at it and wander back to the big stage where they’re tearing down.

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