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goodman

a new value village was opening up on sinclair so i gave craig a call and arranged a time to meet and check it out. it was pushing seven and i told him my father would pick us both up and take us there. though with me running around the seven-oh-three burnhamthorpe townhouse trying to get my shit together and my fathers unusually relaxed attitude about getting ready to leave, the hours slipped by and we didn't hit the road until ten. traffic and detours led us onto lakeshore where the midnight goodman trail crowd were gathering in numbers.

the midnight goodman trail crowd is a collective of individuals who sleep during the day and jog, walk, cycle, fruitboot along the trail at night. participation is restrictive, applications have to be submitted and reviewed, and few dare to mingle without consent. rumours of people being spotted and violently dragged down to the beach and tortured spread throughout the humber and lakefront community. one man trying to infiltrate was supposedly bound to a wooden cross and thrashed with vines for hours before they burned him alive and set him adrift by the boulevard club.

10:49 a.m. - Monday, Oct. 28, 2002

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