Why I Was Robbed
Remember when I was held up at fake gun-point?
Now that I have a camera you can see why. There, in the middle, past the piles of trash, see that squalor? That was my morning commute before I discovered a secret route to the office through somebody's apartment complex. Apparently they're squatters and can't be gotten rid of. Also not pictured: the pit bull chained to a tree past the piles of trash. We're tight.
(Incidentally, my photos look terrible when viewed on Firefox. It seems that Firefox does not support imbedded color profiles and the shots come out looking terribly desaturated, at least on my monitor. On Safari (maybe IE?) they look like I intended.)
Now that I have a camera you can see why. There, in the middle, past the piles of trash, see that squalor? That was my morning commute before I discovered a secret route to the office through somebody's apartment complex. Apparently they're squatters and can't be gotten rid of. Also not pictured: the pit bull chained to a tree past the piles of trash. We're tight.
(Incidentally, my photos look terrible when viewed on Firefox. It seems that Firefox does not support imbedded color profiles and the shots come out looking terribly desaturated, at least on my monitor. On Safari (maybe IE?) they look like I intended.)
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