I have some Gothic friends.
I guess that's what they are. Odd looking, odd dressing, tatooed and spiked. They aren't really my friends. I don't think they have any friends, even among themselves. I know them, sorta. As well as you can know a Goth.
They're going to the Coast. We used to go to the Coast when I was young. We'd stick out a thumb and ride the unknown highways till hitting the ocean. It was great fun but one shouldn't do it that way nowadays. Not safe at all. The new youth, these Goths being part of that group, have new ways of travelling. They will do the safer, more practical way of travelling available to them in the days of now. They rob convenience and drug stores. It's much safer to do that since people aren't allowed to shoot you and you can sue them if you get hurt.
So my friends set off to do just that.
They're going to California for the GlowFest. Goths are gathering from all over the world on the western coast of the U.S.A. because soon the water from Japan will arrive. The Goths will gather there and drink it, bathe in it and enjoy it. They'll gather together as we did in the days of olde, in the days of Rock Festivals. And they expect to glow as we rocked.
Isn't safe? Worried about what such a thing would do to their bodies? worried about lasting effects that could stay and disfigure them forever? Of course not. These are Goths. These are the tattooed and spiked and poked children of our day. These are the youth who will inherit the world.
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