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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 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 8 version III TRAMP: Nathanial III The Drunker You Get, the Blacker You Talk – 2001 –Karla “I wish I was special, but I’m a creep. I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here. I don’t belong here.” -Damien Rice Nathanial Percival Robertson III ran the fingers of both hands over the
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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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chapter 4 TRAMP: Arbeit Macht Frei “To be free one must give up a little part of oneself.” -Hedwig Some people are always surprised when the talking heads announce staring into the cycloptic laser eye of satellite-fed camera with a televangelist practiced solemnity, the never-before-seen news of yet another disgruntled postal worker arriving at work
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chapter 3 TRAMP: For Those About to Die, We Salute You “You start a conversation you can’t even finish. You’re talking a lot, but you’re not saying anything. When I got something to say, my lips are sealed. Say something once, why say it again.” —Talking Heads “Point, white!” shouted the black gi-clad referee, taking
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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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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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Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) The Birthday Boi the Emperor Jones* pt 1 of 2 ‘The Ring of Fire’ “The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Oh, but the fire went wild” -Johnny Cash Hey Boo, anyone ever break into
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