Untitled by tuffghostinvincible
we jumped off of the bus with our packs on our backs and started walking. the town is basically one main drag from start to finish, with a major road that intersects to what seems to be ghetto. we got a on bus, my friends dutch and jessica, and rode until we were in a more central area, checked out the museum which was mildly disappointing and then ate at the place facing the corner of the block the museum was on. eventually we made our way to the local hastings, where a kid who worked there said his girlfriend had already alerted him to our presence(probably the only back pack kids traveling through remote desert towns that week). he got us a ride back to his apartment where we found human feces on the ground, then he gave me illegal imported russian cigarettes, the filters of which were just cardboard tubes which took up 3/4ths the length of the actual smoke. the 1/4th length of tobacco left was of course like smoking seven filterless camels at once.
he then showed us his coyote tail, swords, and gave us all muscle relaxants. the kid and i walked to the grocery store, and i kept on getting these strange burrs that would poke through my shoes. we bought forties, chugged them, then we got a ride to the greyhound ate our pills and floated to texas where some asshole stole my cell phone.over 6 years ago