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  • TRAMP: Laurel and Morgan 

    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? 

    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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  • TRAMP: Bring On The Nubilez

    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 31   Tramp   I used to love her, but I had to kill her.   I think my next book of poetry will be a crown of feminist anti-sonnets and I’m going to title it ‘On Women’.   Oh. Aren’t we the clever little bastard? Retorted Tavah snidely, never looking up from her

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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 29   TRAMP: Burning Down The House On Belmont Street   “And you may ask yourself, “How do I work this?”   And you may ask yourself, “Where is that large automobile?”   And you may tell yourself, “This is not my beautiful house”   And you may tell yourself, “This is not my

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  • chapter 32 Tramp: The Dope Show  “The drugs, they say, make us feel so hollow / We love in vain, narcissistic and so shallow The cops and queers, to swim, you have to swallow /Hate today, no love for tomorrow”  -Marilyn Manson  It had been a long night Aaron and Ahmad were both exhausted after the

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  • I was 12

    I was 12 the first time I was ever held at gun point I was 12. It was the first summer I got to work with my older brothers moving company on a move job. Getting to go do real work at that time I felt honored. It made me feel like I was a

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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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