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2002-02-11 || 2:19 p.m. || blue and gold volumes 12- || in the room next to my office is where the yearbooks are stored. yearbooks from 1892. after our meeting i walked over and smelled them, touched their spines, (hoping for ghosty messages) plotted out future breaks spent pouring over photographs and paper ghosts. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |