"I had to run down railroad tracks barefoot to get away."
I've been traveling for three years. I've had awesome experiences and I've had really shit happen. Last summer I was squatting out in Detroit for about three months, staying with some of my friends. Some prostitutes stayed there too. One night someone no one knew came in and kidnapped me, drove me out to the middle of nowhere and raped me. I had to run down railroad tracks barefoot to get away. Crazy shit happens out there.