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Paranoia Grips Me!  
   

Paranoia Grips Me!

Sitting alone at the end of the day at a petrol station, and seeing the same car that had been following me all day pull up with blacked-out windows kind of freaked me out! I reasoned that one in five Russian cars looked like this and therefore it's NOT the same one...
BASHKHORISTAN - and into the Urals

August 13th 2006
Day 68, 7th August. Marx - Balakovo - Pugachev It was raining when I awoke, my legs were aching, I felt tired, my body said to me, “one more hour, you have every excuse to sleep … go on”. But my mind told me to get up and get moving. So I did just that and hit the road in the rain. Not long after, the rain stopped for the day and the wind was in my favour as I headed east and slightly n ... read more
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