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After the usual bout of clubbing in the Castro, Ming drives Nam back to his car parked near a friend’s home in Western Addition. All was merry until Nam noticed a strange mess in the back of his car. Did he really make such a mess, he thought as his eyes began searching the rest of the car for an answer. Suddenly, there it was - a gaping hole in a shattered passenger side mirror. His eyes raced with violent fervor to access the damage and amidst the once pristine console of his chariot was a giant hole. A hole that would even make Eudean cringe in fear. A hole which lay where the once beloved stereo had been. The stereo was quite well lodged into the cars console, which required the thieves to ravage it with thorough precision. The wires that dangled out of the abyss had clean edges, showing that the hooligans at least had the foresight to bring a cutting implement with them.

Foolish however they were. For the stereo had been recently violently coughed on, and had no doubt been covered with a virulent strain of SARS.

Spirits, however, have not been shattered and vehicle is currently being refurbished.
However it has been decided that synthetic music will not be in the cars future. Instead, the gaping hole will be a testament of the evil and the victory of the pure fact that we don't give a damn.


	June 6, 2003 Thieves and Infidels
After the usual bout of clubbing in the Castro, Ming drives Nam back to his car parked near a friend’s home in Western Addition. All was merry until Nam noticed a strange mess in the back of his car. Did he really make such a mess, he thought as his eyes began searching the rest of the car for an answer. Suddenly, there it was - a gaping hole in a shattered passenger side mirror. His eyes raced with violent fervor to access the damage and amidst the once pristine console of his chariot was a giant hole. A hole that would even make Eudean cringe in fear. A hole which lay where the once beloved stereo had been. The stereo was quite well lodged into the cars console, which required the thieves to ravage it with thorough precision. The wires that dangled out of the abyss had clean edges, showing that the hooligans at least had the foresight to bring a cutting implement with them. Foolish however they were. For the stereo had been recently violently coughed on, and had no doubt been covered with a virulent strain of SARS. Spirits, however, have not been shattered and vehicle is currently being refurbished. However it has been decided that synthetic music will not be in the cars future. Instead, the gaping hole will be a testament of the evil and the victory of the pure fact that we don't give a damn.