Dr. Kaintock? Yes, Dr. Mayer. Are you or aren't you a pledge here? Dr. Mayer, I've cleaned out dipsy dumpster for the crime of smoking a cigarette. I've been sitting here on this concrete floor for four months. I'm in it this far...what choice do I have?"
Alright then son, take this empty white envelope and this map. Get in your Scirocco and go. The whole trip'll probably take you less than two hours tops. When you get there, they'll know you and know what to do.
In the bright autumn sun, I head out out on Culver Road. I pass the Catfish Cabin at the Black Warrior Parkway crossroad. And Nick's "in the sticks is on the right. And we are well into the B side of Psychedelic Furs dubbed off of vinyl to my Nack(amici)1 cassette deck.
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