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10 Apr 98
got car back
last evening. time to celebrate.
pulled out "still a ways away" for first deck-ride in car. what a great fucking tape! (i still say you could do fiction structured on a mix tape: i could probably do mine, encoded as they are in my memory, in the making, and with all the re-listens - then again, the meaning keeps changing - and bill cassel's tapes would work too.)
i never like having to rewind.
i'm a charming and dangerous guy
cry for the way things turned out to be.
we saw the man with the sunshine in his eye
before it was cool, and you took it to school
you ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no
there comes a redeemer... jesus jerry buddha. boy man god do i have to pee.
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