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THIS ISN'T THE THUNDERDOME
05 August 2007

Sitting alone on a grassy knoll overlooking the water. Nighttime in the city. Collecting thoughts about behavoirs and rhythms. Machine-like ambience and light rail trainsit. The park is an area isolated from the aggravated masses. But wait. A loud buzzing sound is coming closer and then I see a headlight driving in the park. A gangly 45-year old man is sitting atop a kid-size ATV driving on the lawns of the park, tearing it up. The zone is ruined. You can always leave it up to some goof on a motorized recreational vehicle to screw things up.

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