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2002-04-08 || 1:46 p.m. || tick-on-der-o-ga || in the old backyard, beside the horse ranch and jungle river and dance floor and tree mansion, i sat in a hammock and ate oranges. read ghost stories. let the word 'tichonderoga' tick tock in my head, over and over and over. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |