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damn it where's my rape whistle?! never got it when I need it.

everytime i hear that i think of oh brother where art thou!

where? tennessee?

Roll through upstate!!!! I live in Albany. We can hang!

haha good times indeed. i stayed on the 5th floor, and i was there for at least 2 months. we were the 2nd generation of kids staying there (STP's own Sprout cracked the building), and saw many many people come and go. did you get a chance to check out the roof? there was a ladder on the 11th floor that gave the most beautiful view of the skyline i've ever seen. i probably have a picture laying around on my profile somewhere.
there was a homebum on the first floor named Mustafa, an older black guy with dreds and a long beard who looked out for the squatta kids and served as a protector and doorman for us (keeping the crack-heads out). a real stand-up gent, if you didnt get to meet him. he never took food or booze, no matter how much we offered.

it was the middle of the winter like late Jan. of this past. we rode all the way down to Jax, with her and this kid Pepper. yeah it was pretty ironic. but cool as fuck.

yeah man arice is fuckin awesome!!!! I only traveled with her for a few days, but it was good times. the best part may be that me and my road dawg at the time Murt (on here) met her at the philly crew change when we jumped off to chagne cars,

banjos are great... thats all i wanted to say:]

whats up, ary? glad to hear O-Squat is still inhabitable. some oogle brat from this site (i know who, but i wont name names) evidently decided to throw a party on the roof for all her college friends during the winter after i had left and brought a shitton of cops. i heard it had been heated out and shut down, but im fucking stoked to hear there are people still leaving there. by far, the longest and happiest time i'd ever spent in a single squat.