[When we left we smoked some more dope and got pretty disorganized. We decided to go take a look at the Falls, so we started to follow the dull, low rumble that you can hear all over the city.
After about an hour of walking we still hadn't found it, and it didn't sound like we were getting any closer. Then it seemed like we just turned around and there it was in front of us, these millions of tons of water spilling over the edge, all lit up in coloured lights. We walked to the closest observation point and stood at the railing for about an hour. It didn't feel romantic, exactly, because I don't know what that is, but Butch kept rubbing his leg against mine, and we necked a couple of times.]
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