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02/14/2003 Entry: "listening to Crooked Fingers"
It's hard not to be excited after buying a new pair of skate shoes, and finding a new spot a mere 10 blocks from my house. Sure it's littered with broken glass, pebbles, and a veritable army of pigeons live on the concrete overpass that covers it, but there's no security guards, just some waxed ledges and unlimited potential.