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![]() THE STORY BEGINS... I suddenly realized that I was wasting my life, filling it with things that didn't matter. The next morning I threw some clothes into my pack and left. I never looked back... |
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![]() SO THIS IS PORTLAND I found myself in Portland, where I could crash on a stranger's couch and explore the town. This is where I met Dave Tedder, and together we decided to hop a train east to Chicago. |
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![]() PORTLAND, CHICAGO, NOW KENTUCKY? In five days we had made it halfway across the country just in time for the Permanent Autonomous Zones (PAZ) conference in Louisville, KY. |
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![]() SETH TOBOCMAN AND LEARNING TO CUDDLE A week later we were back in Chicago. I ran into Seth Tobocman while taking Liz to the hospital. Liz and Jakie left for Philly that night and I waited for Tasha to pick me up on her way to Minneapolis. |
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![]() BRAZEN THEFT AND THE FALL OF ROME Six hours after leaving Chicago we got to Mankato, MN, home of Tasha's boyfriend, Tick. We spent the next few days dumpstering and robbing the corporations blind until we heard the horrible news... |
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![]() COLLEGE SCAMS AND CAFFINATED RANTS We spent the next few days dumpstering, sleeping under bridges, sneaking into college dorm cafeterias, and hanging out at the Hard Times cafe. This is where I hammered out the first few pages of Squat The Planet. |
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![]() THE ULTIMATE DUMPSTER DIVE! Tasha drove us back to her hometown, Lansing, Michigan. We made the rounds in the dumpster diving scene, and discovered one of our biggest finds yet... |
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![]() DETROIT = HELL Natasha dropped me off at the Trumbull theater in Detroit. My plan was to hop a few junk trains to Philadelphia, but instead I got stranded in downtown, sleeping in a junkyard in the cold and getting the worst flu ever. |
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![]() PHILADELPHIA, PUNK ROCK WONDERLAND? I arrived in Philly to clear skies and a warm sun on my back. After seeing Jakie again and meeting a few people, I eventually moved into 1503 squat in west philly. But every mecca of activism has it's problems... |
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![]() BIKE MESSENGERING IN NYC... I took a bike messenger job in lower Manhattan. What followed was mountains of cash, booze, drugs and the best new years party ever. |
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![]() NEAR DEATH AND LOST LOVE ON THE RAILS... I hopped a train south to Baltimore, and after a few weeks I knew almost everyone in Towson. I even convinced quite a few to hop trains with me down to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. |
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![]() ESCAPING THE BILLBOARDS... A few of the kids went to Atlanta while Fode, Tick, Natasha, and myself stayed with AJ and Curtis for a few days until we left to hitchhike down to the regional Rainbow Gathering in Ocala, FL. |
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![]() FUCK THE BIBLE BELT After two and a half months of waiting for court dates, I was finally free. I felt really lucky to meet so many great people while I was there, but god, Savannah is such a fucked up weird place... |
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![]() DAMN IT FEELS GOOD TO BE A HOBO I was welcomed back to Towson with open arms. It felt so good to be back in the only place that had felt like home. It was at this point that I met the most signifigant love of my life... |
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![]() CANADA OR BUST? Things got a little slow in Towson, so a few friends and I made plans to join the protests at the G8 meeting in Kananaskis, Alberta. The entire trip was a disaster and we never made it past Philly. |
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![]() DUMPSTER DIVING AND THE DAY IT RAINED BEER A lot of our hijinks were spawned from our passion for dumpster diving, which eventually led to something I never thought possible... |
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![]() SQUATS, NATTY BO, AND TWO WEEKS OF CHAOS The squatting scene in Towson was somewhat shortlived, but the parties were something made of legend. Fueled by National Bohemian... of course. |
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![]() WESTBOUND! We decided to hit up the west coast for a while. The going in Philly was pretty slow, and some of us gave up and went home. Darkstar and myself eventually prevailed and we were on our way to western Maryland. |
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![]() ON TO CHICAGO We got stuck in Cumberland for a week, ran into a few kids from DC hopping west, and with them ran into some other hobos just as we were running down the hill towards the train that would be taking us to Chicago. |
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![]() FROM THE HOT SWAMP TO THE COLD CITY The Croatan Earth First Rondevous in North Carolina would be the last big blast for us that fall. We headed back to Baltimore as the winter slowly took over, and forced us into hibernation. |
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