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sage and house and vamp and coke and drunk and bomb and mezzo and class and prom and garlic and wrong and doozy and drugs and softs and youth and fella and family and jail and cknight and josh and howard and voodoo reader and storm and post coke and cher and dad and the beatles and stone and lsd bust and plywood and bodies and driscoll and huge graveyard down the street and a new building and a painting about race and breaking up is hard and whorehouse and knife kids and cat ego and outreach and apartment and new religion and talking girl and gpadstudio.


11 march, 1995, he was drunk and we were dancing together.
On the 27th, in the midst of a twisted narrative, I went to get him some jazz.
then in sept '96, I realized my dad was like a beatle's.

Bombed out buildings:

bomb and fam

Wired magazine:

bomb, vamp, house


coke, cknight

Haia's Dream Journals
maya's extensive recollections
Jamie @ NetScape

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