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*age 30*
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*”TALES FROM THE “MOUNTS MOTEL”*
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ate some cornflakes…
hit the sack before midnight…
john left @ 11pm…
he hit up the A+B solo…
he took the grass with him…
i had used up all my stoned energy earlier in the evening while mixing down tracks…
and i smoked the rest of the american spirits he left me…
up @ 6:30am…
scraping the resin out of the bowl and trying my best to get stoned…
back to sleep until 10:30am…
margaret banging on my door…
she needed booze…
or $3.45…
i didn’t have it for her…
she brought me 4 rolled cigarettes anyway…
spent the rest of the day splicing the tracks from “persona non grata”…
halfway there…
called brother john @ 3pm…
he drove me to the library @ 4pm…
met a potential dealer named zachary while smoking a cig outside…
still got a persistent cough from the post-nasal drip…
then i walked to arv’s pad in the rain…
an old man (library employee?) offered me a ride to the turtleback park entrance…
i need to get food here…
i need to get high here…
then john needs to drive me back to the room…
where i need to get high again and continue mixing down “PNG”…
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👈👈👈 ☜ *back to “JUNE 27TH” (OUR YEARS ON EARTH)*
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*🌈✨ *TABLE OF CONTENTS* ✨🌷*
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🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥*we won the war* 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥