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Never let the Motherfuckers take your Balls “I may not be a poet of the people, but I have always been a poet for the people.” I feel sorry for all of those poor Bastards out there writing their poems for a bunch of suburban self loathing sycophants w MFA in creative writing courses all over
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TRAMP: Epilogue: Memento Mori “And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding Right before the Lord All the words are gonna bleed from me And I will sing no more” ‘Seven Nation Army’ -The White Stripes Sunrise, while his host still slept Aaron quietly baptizes his face in cupped hands filled with warm water
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TRAMP Plastic Bullets and Butterfly Knives “am I hard enough? am I tough enough? am I rich enough? am I just too blind to see?” – Rolling Stones An evening at Levi and Karla’s’ was always a night of drunkenness and chaos. A poor white trash version of ‘Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolfe.’ Aaron mostly
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TRAMP: Laurel and Morgan “I don’t know about you, but I just wanna get my kicks, Before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.” -The Lizard King Laurel, Morgan, Kelley and Crazy Chrissie were the reigning queens of the roll party scene. If they had a motto it would have been something to the effect
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TRAMP: Who Do You Read? “Writers Write.” -Paul Farmer Aaron was in awe of Trevor and Brandon when he first met them he had never met people with the ability to quote endless streams of poetry at will before and he thought that their poetry was phenomenal. They must have given him over a hundred
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chapter 19 TRAMP: Bring On The Nubilez “Let me! Let me! Let me! Let me! Fuck You! Fuck You! Fuck You! Fuck You!” -The Stranglers Laurel lived in a large two bedroom apartment in Addison, one of the financially secured northern suburbs of Dallas county, about a twenty minute drive north of the Deep Ellum.
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chapter 26 TRAMP: Sometimes A Man Simply Prefers The Honesty Of A Good Whore “I told you from the start just how this would end / When I get what I want, then I never want it again.” -Hole Mona lay with her head on Aaron’s chest, his neatly trimmed goatee tickling her forehead, as
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chapter 28 TRAMP Desiree Edith Baker-2001 “Where is my Marlboro Man? Where is his shiny gun? Where is my lonely ranger? Where have all the cowboys gone?” – Paula Cole Desiree was starting to get a bit of a tan; she held color well for a girl with Norwegian ancestry, but at the moment was
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chapter 23 TRAMP: New Yearz Eve The Pit 2000-2001 – (parts 1 & 2) “They were all in love with dyin’, they were drinking from a fountain That was pourin’ like an avalanche comin’ down the mountain” -The Butt Hole Surfers/Pepper New Year’s Eve, December 31st, 2000 Since walking in on Ernest’s party, the week
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chapter 33.1 TRAMP: New years day January 1st, 2001 final edit Mona and Nathan walked into the apartment a few minutes after midnight as Aaron and Ahmad sat watching the celebration on the TV live feed from New Year’s Eve parties all over the world. Nathan’s eyes were red and swollen from crying. Mona’s face
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