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Exit Light, Enter Night

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one time, about six years ago, i was walking, by myself, late at night, through a small street in a little tropical beach town on isla margarita (a tiny island just off the coast of venezuela). it was almost midnight, so the streets were pretty much deserted, save the stray mongerel dogs darting in and out of my peripheral vision, which, at the time, seemed ghost-like. at one point, i turned to my left, and about 20 feet away, behind a white, adobe, low wall, i saw a local man, dressed in a white linen shirt and pants, standing there, swathed eerie green light from back-lit palm trees. he stared me down for about five seconds, and then, without breaking eye contact, began to sing metallica’s “enter sandman”

true story!

Written by pocheco

October 21, 2005 at 7:03 am

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