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[restoringtime]

I took a night train from Munich to Rome - I'm currently in Rome - last night, and I fell asleep exhausted due to the previous night fiasco with British people fighting in the hostel room.  Anyways, I woke up in the middle of the night while it was pitch dark, looked out and the train had stopped.  I kicked my legs in the direction of where my

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[tinyspanky]

what nice thieves!

holy shit, though. you are lucky!

[anonymous]

WOW LUCKY YOU!!

[shorttim]

Maybe they just love trash. They're artists, like yourself, stealing trash from people to make an art collage of old receipts, candy wrappers, broken pencils, etc. Each piece will have a story, but each story will be made up by their Scandanavian writer friend. Yours will probably be about how you're a depressed Morroccan junkie on a quest to reach her father, who she hasn't seen in 12 years. But I don't know, it depends on the trash.

[restoringtime]

the thieves were italian, you never know, haha.
the trash was to-do lists, maps from various cities, and subway tickets stumps. is stumps a word? i'm starting to doubt my english now.

[intstellarbrst]

Holy shit! I agree with everyone, what luck! And how strange