If you are tall and polite, you will stick yourself into miscellaneous slots so that shorter persons are ensured access to official handholds.
Sometimes even just rely on the friction of my palm laid flush against the ceiling. You’re welcome, shorties.
Holy anatomical snuffbox, batman!
Two years he walks the earth.
No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, ‘cause “the West is the best.” And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.
— Alexander Supertramp
Interesting guy with interesting philosophy. Also really awesome at misjudging nature and getting himself killed.