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24 kools at fourteen my girlfriends and i sat in roosevelt’s tamale parlor on 24th street and practiced french inhaling curling smoke up our noses bette davis style we ordered cheese enchiladas with rice in mole sauce and tall frosty bottles of coca-cola the boys practiced smoke rings blowing dreamlike circles in the air (like the smoke signals in an old roy rogers movie) the trick was to put your finger through the center before the lariats and lassos disappeared forever ...

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