I went back to Louisiana last month to visit my old home. I was surprised to turn down the street and witness rubble, and what looked like carnage. The roof of the garage was caved in and melted. Like a candle, all curled about. I watched as a man in an SUV shook his head. All I could think about was that I had lived next door. People died while I was away. Would I have done anything were I there? I used to stay up all night, and the couple that bought our house were travelers. I used to stay up almost all night. That melty roof made me cave in
Otis Redding-Sitting on the dock of the bay
You’re makin’ me miss Frisco, Otis.
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I’m interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that appears to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom.
-J.M.
I love this shit
Nightmares forever.
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