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In a Motel on Lake Erie Tequila & chicken causing lunar distress. Nothing promising on the tb-one symphony of skeletons, two black dots, one mountebank of incurable disease, one rainbow ground into dog-ticks. Oh, it is dark here. I can hear squeaks, probably elephants. I try to call the cops but they're at the ballgame, a benefit for those who can see. I turn the lights on in my skullwhat a beautiful evening! It is like a tombstone full of vital information. The highway eagles now living out this dream. 160 ...

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