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ADVENTURE IS WHERE you FIND IT
dollar Beer three dollar
PLATES of Food $10 dollar
Hookers.
PIPE DREAMS
COME TRUE
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Azagues
Alright. How the fuck are we going to get it checked out Market Street, the Fun Center, for-
started? Adventure. A plane ticket, a photo
of a pipe, and a South American Country. I don't
feel lost at home. I just feel the lust for life. The
unknown. The call for Easy Rider-my way or the
ch highway. Bad dreams do come true.
Upon arrival in Quito, the city was as black
as a pit. No power. Darkness prevalece. The
ultra power of a lost dream. It made me feel as I
did. As I was. When I lied to my folks, "I am at
Osa Billy's house." But, in fact, we had trekked far-
ther than anyone in the neighborhood. We
bidden land. And survived to tell about it. Live
it. Love it. Learn from it. It's all just another
hood. They don't want you; you're not sure if
you want to be there. Everyone's just uneasy. It's
just tolerado. Don't look at them in the eyes.
They either want to fuck you or fight you. You're
on a ride of life. It's not just a day-trip, it's 14.
days of not knowing. 14 days till the next plane
out. You're on your own. No mama. No home.
No pillow. Just a dark city with your name on it.
The sun comes up everyday just like home, but
°.
SIX BUCKS A NIGHT
GAllo Byear old
Street kid that
lives At the PARK
and loves, to Smoke
Weed
Oh my God!
the Angel of Quito