Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Random Press

One stellar morning few years ago when I was 17 or 18 I went skiing on peak chair. First run of the day I sent a large cliff and upon landing smashed my knee into my face. It was actually a fairly centered landing, but I rode away with my face cut up from the zipper on my pants.

While having breakfast a few days ago my mom pointed to a photo in a magazine, saying that it looked like me. It happens that someone took a photo of my unfortunate glory huck.



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