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I got chills.
They’re multiplyin’.
And I’m losin’ control.

John Farrar, You’re the One That I Want

Summer ’78. Not quite as memorable as Hermie’s, but big nonetheless. Berlin. A nun or 13 children. Who knew I would follow? Off to TO. I didn’t see Neil, but I did read Stigwood’s book after the other one flopped. I watched it again about a year ago. Horrible. He could have been my neighbor. Yeah, that’s how the story goes. Blood is thicker than water, my friend. Your lost.

Nothin’ left, nothin’ left for me to do.

BS! Smile, smile, smile. It’s all in the relatary. My contribution. Now if I had only marketed the used wedding dresses, I would be retired.

The Texan taught me more than the collective outside the red shack. The red shack was the think tank . . . even if Luke and Laura interrupted the flow. Hey, it’s a story. A tired one, but a story. Now Al Franken sits in the Senate. Where’s Lud? I think his wife passed.

Tell me about it, stud!

Sandy, Grease

Sorry, I don’t kiss and tell. I am not him. Although, lucky guy. Twenty-four and so much more . . .

Takes me back to Allaire. A rainstorm. We pondered that day too. I was green, but I realized it was all bunk. Good times. B4 the flood.

Ev’rybody knows
That Baby’s got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls

Bob Dylan, Just Like a Woman

Quod erat demonstrandum.

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