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Heather's Journal 10.22.94 Part 1 |
Filthy. Stinky. Exhausted. I have no energy to write at night like I thought I would. Mike started a fight with me today, about not knowing where the cemetery was. I knew where it was, where it is. We are next to it now. I'm thirsty. Parched, actually. My shoulders and neck are unspeakably sore, but I think we have good footage. I'm putting a lot of trust in
The image used for this card was also used in a great many articles about, or reviews of, the film. So much so that it might be second only to that iconic upshot on Heather's terrified eyes as the most iconic image associated with the film. Or so I am wont to think.
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