Thursday, April 14, 2011

29 Bassett.

I visited Mitch's house a few days after his death. My friend (who lived with him) had to pick up a few last remaining belongings. I stood in the room where he was shot. Afterwards I wish I hadn't gone in. Even though I didn't take any photos while inside, the pictures I took outside still made me angry and I have a hard time looking at them. The candles were put on the front porch by neighbors. I don't think I'll go back there again.



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