The Lie-in, the Witch and the Bathtub.
November 12th 2007 This is my first diary for a fortnight, because on the night that my last one was published I suffered concussion while Ana and I were moving to a new flat, and since then I have been too ill to write.
At 4 the next morning we finally arrived at Jared's apartment in Livoberezhna. I was told by a traumotologist to rest in bed for the next ten days and to sleep as much as possible, but a sequenc
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