a stolen pile of old maps
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I took a road trip with DT and WL and we decided to go to the Garden of the Gods in Illinois. WL is kind to me at first, but DT is angry. We arrive at night and the garden has a carnival freakshow aspect to it. There are several twisted rides and games to play. One of the rides simulated what it would be like to get eaten by a gigantic man. I got shoved in his mouth and chewed up at the beginning, and then fall down a tube and into a big pit of padding foam meant to be his stomach. This all occurs in pitch darkness and is quite exciting. One of the most bizarre sensations is sinking deeper into the foam pieces because of my density. I am now seperated from the people that I came there with and I wander around the festival-garden for awhile.
When I find my friends again they are both happy to see me. They tell me that while we were seperated that they came across a pile of old maps. Some had color and others were very old and just black and white. I read some fine writing on one of the maps and it said Churubusco. I asked them where they bought the maps from and they told me that I wouldn't have to deal with that. They said that they found them underneath a table and took them. I didn't ask any more questions. I love maps!
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I teach a lab where we taught a lab on density and I graded the density essay question on their midterms. I recently recalled a trip taken to the Garden. I recently used a map called churubusco at work. The night before I studied an equation that created the name of DT.
