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26th of April, 2007 | 5:07 p.m.


That was the sound of something. I don't know what, but that isn't the point here. The point is somewhere I can't see it because I don't know what it is. That makes it hard to know where to look, when you don't even know what it is you're looking for, but I open up Google Earth anyway and start searching.

I searched the high seas and a few low deserts but all I found were a few boats and a piece of oversized string:

I'll continue looking for the point, or perhaps get distracted by an uninhabited island I find, claim it as my own and have fun times.