until i came here, i'd only seen real cemeteries in films or books or in photos other people — mostly Europeans and Brits — had taken. so imagine my surprise (as well as the neighborhood's after hearing me scream my fucking head off in delight) when i found a real one (actually a few) within a five-ten minutes' walk from my flat here.
the two pics above are when you're on the walkway in the middle, facing both ends. here's just a taste of what's to come cause i spent hours and hours bopping around taking pics before i found a cool spot under a hugeass tree to read
i'll prolly post the rest once i recover from the
hmmpf... this is one of the last photos i took with my Razr before it died last week. i seem to remember wiping the drool off it after each and every pic i took. hmmpf... that could actually be why it died. uh... my bad.
in other news, i don't have the words to express how fucking envious i am cause when we used to take acid and trip in NYC graveyards, we were forced to do so in like granite cities after climbing ten-foot high barbed-wire protected fences enclosing millions of headstones that were literally on top of each other, making the hallucinations all crowded and shit. and the ghosts were totally pissed that there wasn't much room to really freak us out. which's why we spent so many nights sneaking into cemeteries and dropping acid there in the first place. sump'n should totally be done about that cause i missed out on some really great stuff, dammit. we all did, actually. it's sad.
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