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By Jack Joseph Smith
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ing undér: the Santa :Menica Piers There-were: 01d mem
. and chiildvem tees', Racked’ out’ they were) déep baci up:
under: te last. poless' There were ‘sighs: of making lovej' }
Tt wassdark, but: a lanterm slowed’ im the distances At.
the soutli: end, someone -had’ it'-tegettior, theught: Prantie
sterg! His visions ef wordly functiom were slight! Jas.
a little-bit: picked! up along the way could ‘male thingss
fook tight A simple ‘lanterr, doing the wick, hustling
the Keresené; madé-a man's place im the worldé! Om they:
walked’ enelling the fist, mfertunntely mostly: dead)
not. just. resting er breeding im the night away from
the fishermen! 3 eyes! .
"When a-fellew growssup iz this towm Pranitster, , he -
walks>inte-edblescencdy and ‘away from stiatesmenslitpy’
Theres nothing to gaim lere;! There is only the ale
surdity ef the party, and the one night stand) that:
is neverr even: nearly breatiloen, Hiden eet Tome 7 :
"Me? Why do yew stay? You-have>the treadte: ge'te *
"The Humam cemlitiem here -gotite my balla: before:
itiget:te my-mimt} aml ‘now the lps! madness: has: a:
clamp orm my midsection tighter than: the: temptation
of pure yellow sum, blue air, turquoise waves; perl
sand, and ‘sheeting stars battling betiveen animal:
life in. the eavenss’ (AM) WHL Loos’=e! 24 Arp whiter wth 4 SH le
wien That env feed Yor Nuow P f hire a
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