

For the most part, my clothes were dry when I walked into Stanley park. Then as it rained more and more, I started to head back. The stairs leading up out of it took a long time to get out of. The dim weather was starting to clock into my brain as I went up those steps. My clothes were getting wetter and wetter, and my hair was dripping with rain. Even my shoes were getting the worst of me, being painful and me feeling bitter about it. The music playing in my head helped to distract me from the obvious feeling of being lost in a city. I skipped several songs, including The Cureapos;s Wish, and Bright Eyes apos;A Perfect Sonnetapos;, that were too boring and annoyingly sad to� pursue on my mp3 player. The Dandy Warholsapos; apos;Sleepapos; was probably the most hypnotic track I had on it.
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