its good

barren land

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

so at the end

idk

ahnaf abrar

and the fake qualifier