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January 18, 2011
Some old guy from New York asked us if we wanted to have our picture taken. We looked at each other. Both him and I knew that if that photo would have been taken, it would have been the last photo of us together on our last trip, and it would be remembered as such. We didnít take it.

That night we went to a few shitty stores on the way back to our hotel, and in one of them I saw a smooth long stone souvenir for about $30, and I all of a sudden wanted