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yes he is up and about , he has just sent a selfie through
 
Anyone who wants to follow progress and learn about living from the land as you travel can do so on my blog: thelostphotographer.blogspot.com

Too many here obviously don't want me around and the place is beginning to stink of stale dog shit frankly. I don't want to go through the same old arguments trying to defend myself against blatant lies posted here. I know I'm a good guy – I am one of the very few people I know who actively works for free to help others improve their lives on an everyday basis. Many, many friends throughout the World will testify to that. I don't need this.

For the last time, I reacted badly to the way I was aggressively barged in a supermarket. It turns out the person being physically abusive to me had Downs syndrome. Very embarrassing. I regret giving them verbal. I did not abuse anyone physically. All ended in smiles and embarrassed laughs. No harm done. So, why do people choose to change the words of my post, or just make up blatant lies? Who are the real low life cunts? The reason most here who give me shit do so is, because they can't handle my honesty whilst they post lies from anonymous user names. You don't have the courage to live the way I do – it is a fantastic, free, very liberating and rewarding way to use your very valuable life.

You didn't want the thread. You don't want me here. Fair enough. You just had to say so without looking like utter vile, insecure little cunts. That is exactly what you read like.

I'm off walking. You can follow my blog if you like. I'll return another day when this place has been cleaned up a bit.
 
For the last time, I reacted badly to the way I was aggressively barged in a supermarket. It turns out the person being physically abusive to me had Downs syndrome. Very embarrassing. I regret giving them verbal. I did not abuse anyone physically.
strange. what you said at the time was
When I leave and she's checking out at the auto checkout in front of me I give a full on trun of my backpacks and watch all her shopping drop to the floor :)

We then have a bit of a conflab with fellow shoppers looking at me in disgust.

I didn't really barge her back
er you did barge her back otherwise her shopping wouldn't have ended on the floor. if you're going to lie about things, why not tell lies that aren't so blatant and stand up to a modicum of challenging?
 
Anyone who wants to follow progress and learn about living from the land as you travel can do so on my blog: thelostphotographer.blogspot.com

Too many here obviously don't want me around and the place is beginning to stink of stale dog shit frankly. I don't want to go through the same old arguments trying to defend myself against blatant lies posted here. I know I'm a good guy – I am one of the very few people I know who actively works for free to help others improve their lives on an everyday basis. Many, many friends throughout the World will testify to that. I don't need this.

For the last time, I reacted badly to the way I was aggressively barged in a supermarket. It turns out the person being physically abusive to me had Downs syndrome. Very embarrassing. I regret giving them verbal. I did not abuse anyone physically. All ended in smiles and embarrassed laughs. No harm done. So, why do people choose to change the words of my post, or just make up blatant lies? Who are the real low life cunts? The reason most here who give me shit do so is, because they can't handle my honesty whilst they post lies from anonymous user names. You don't have the courage to live the way I do – it is a fantastic, free, very liberating and rewarding way to use your very valuable life.

You didn't want the thread. You don't want me here. Fair enough. You just had to say so without looking like utter vile, insecure little cunts. That is exactly what you read like.

I'm off walking. You can follow my blog if you like. I'll return another day when this place has been cleaned up a bit.
Don't.
 
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