"Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name..." Jim Morrison echoed from some doorway at an unspecified distance down the shadowy corridor. I walked cautiously through the broken glass and detritus of tenement life. My profession certainly led me into some interesting places. Friday, April 13, 2007
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"Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name..." Jim Morrison echoed from some doorway at an unspecified distance down the shadowy corridor. I walked cautiously through the broken glass and detritus of tenement life. My profession certainly led me into some interesting places. 
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