Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Hertzs at Shands

Our descent, was to the guts of a jungle made of cement, metal, tubes, and wires, where the white noise we barely listen in the surface, become unbearable, where Hertzs can be listened..
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  1. Stacy StreeterOctober 12, 2010 at 9:36 PM

    This was great! I liked the ending, and the pause before the doors swung open.

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