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  • TRAMP: Darling Nikki 

    TRAMP: Darling Nikki “Do you want him?! Or do you want me?! ’Cause I want you!” — Prince “You can’t ask me that. You don’t have the right to ask me that question.” Nathanial Percival Robertson III was getting more pissed off with each evasive syllable that came out of his fiancée Mona’s mouth. “Yes,

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  • TRAMP: Muse 

    TRAMP: Muse “White trash, get down on your knees Time for cake and sodomy… I am the god of fuck I am the god of fuck” -Marylin Manson Tavah Allison Frankfurt possessed the strongest legal mind most would ever encounter. She was a favorite of the judges and lawyers she clerked for. You wouldn’t know

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  • chapter 14  TRAMP: Dean Moriarty is an Asshole  “Dean Moriarty is a first-class asshole.” said Tavah to no one in particular after reading the last words of ‘On the Road’. She closed the book and laid it on the poolside table next to her 151 Texas tea. She picked up the brown and green plastic

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  • TRAMP: Solipsism 

    TRAMP: Solipsism Mona found herself matching up her features with Aaron’s, wondering what their kids might look like. He wasn’t attractive according to the Greco-Roman standard of beauty, but she had observed that both women and men checked him out. He looked half his age, his eyes were large, almost doll like so much so

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  • chapter 9 TRAMP: Writers’ Block Ten Years Running “It’s like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder How I keep from going under.” -Grand Master Flash and the Furious Five Mona wasn’t a very prolific writer. Her output had been limited to a few very short, intense pieces since they began doing the poetry gig.

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  • TRAMP: No Woman, No Cry 

    TRAMP: No Woman, No Cry    “my fear is my only courage”       -The Mandela Effect   “my feet is my only carriage”       -Bob Marley      Aaron casually strolled into the foyer and headed towards the sign-in sheet, letting the ALICE pack slide off his left shoulder onto the concrete floor as he greeted the doorman

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  • TRAMP: B 4 We Were Poets circa: 1999 “I got a little black book with my poems in it.” -Pink Floyd Aaron leaned over his worktable, his shoulder-length hair tied back in a short dreadlocked topknot of a ponytail, revealing the shaved sides and back of his head, his round wire-framed glasses at the tip

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  • TRAMP: Orgasm 

    chapter 2 TRAMP: Orgasm “This is the strangest life I’ve ever known.” -The Lizard King “You want me to go down?” Big smile, wizened eyes heavy with lust, suddenly animated. She nods her head, moans a barely audible. “Yes.” She wants this she hasn’t had it like this in a while. Aaron and Mona were

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  • TRAMP: Organic Art 

    chapter 16 TRAMP: Organic Art “I’m sorta doing what Trevor did in ‘thump thump thump’ and Brandon did in ‘Burning The Effigy Of Kyle Vaughn’ and you did in your poem ‘Prayer’ but I didn’t really think about it, it just sort of happened on its own you know you were there you understand my

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  • TRAMP: No Speed Racer XXX

    chapter 22.1 TRAMP: No Speed Racer XXX “The sun has gone down and the moon has come upAnd long ago somebody left with the cupBut he’s driving and striving and hugging the turnsAnd thinking of someone for whom he still burns”—Cake Mona woke up alone. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, then looked around the

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