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Mr Klean
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Last Logged In: November 1st, 2009
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Journey To The End Of The Night: San Francisco 2009 by Mr Klean, Bethany Juju, Shadarko

November 1st, 2009 7:40 PM

INSTRUCTIONS: A Halloween pursuit across San Francisco.

The city spreads out before you. Rushing from point to point, lit by the slow strobe of fluorescent buses and dark streets. Stumbling into situations for a stranger's signature. Fleeing unknown pursuers, breathing hard, admiring the landscape and the multitude of worlds hidden in it.

For one night, drop your relations, your work and leisure activities, and all your usual motives for movement and action, and let yourself be drawn by the attractions of the chase and the encounters you find there.No bikes, no cars, just feet and public transportation.

Document your experience.

I was running late, coming from an early party on the peninsula. I was sure I'd get there far too late to take part, and I was resolved to take fabulous pics with my new lens and tripod.

God bless light traffic. As a Runner, I only managed to take 1 picture:

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Our sideshow, with ringmaster, bearded lady, and Rosie, just 'cause. The clown took the photo, and we lost the geek.

This was my first Journey, and my first (of many) tasks with sf0. From start to finish, I met up with so many amazing comrades-in-arms. A woman studying parkour. I never did see her at the end, though I really believed she'd make it. Howard Stern ran with us in the beginning. A zombie lurching into light poles as blood poured from his mouth distracted me at a muni station. And civilians at every bar we stopped at (there were a few) were fascinated. Digits were got.

It felt like a happy, safer version of a real zombie invasion. I was hyper-alert, at least until my energy flagged and Wesley Crusher caught me while running in circles around a parked limo. I was known as the eagle-eye in my group, catching sight of orange armbands in plenty of time to duck behind dumpsters. We evaded, rather than sprinted. I found myself saying things like, "It's quiet. Too quiet."

Just... the most fun... ever. sf0 just took my favorite holiday and made it even better. And I am proud, privileged, and tickled pink to have had the honor of serving with my fellow Runners.

Oh, and the Carnival Folk rule! The Clown won Best Chaser, and the Ringmaster won Best Costume!
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posted by Jackie H on November 2nd, 2009 11:00 AM

yay carnival folk!

you know how to beat the odds. congrats!

woot
posted by Bun Bun on November 2nd, 2009 11:47 AM

I really do Love the Hat. *winks* Great that you stuck it through to the end, and even joined in the costume contest. Thanks for descrip of the trophy too. :)
Happy PLaying!

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posted by Sean Mahan on November 5th, 2009 3:59 PM

"A woman studying parkour. I never did see her at the end, though I really believed she'd make it."

Parkour Woman, where are you?

Parkour
posted by Bethany Juju on November 7th, 2009 10:51 PM

Lord, I wish I knew! She was, however, bumming a cigarette from me, so it may have been that her lungs gave out before her leaping and evading skills did.