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The Disco time

[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]While you were sheik'n ya booty away I was still into what came after the hippy-dippy. 14, and I was dating Cherrie Curry in Foxes. She was such a mess, and I tried to be there for her, and her sun-in damaged, feathered hair. She'd take anything- luudes, coke, black beauties; mixed with vodka, while I only smoked weed. [/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]Shit, I didn't even do that at the time because I'd nearly blown out my eardrums trying to hold in a hit a hash-oil. My brother was pissed- had told me this was expensive, so don't cough. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]I'd coughed so hard- nearly puked- I didn't smoke anything for years. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]Anyway, she ran away, off to Hollywood or some shit and she was older, and I couldn't keep up- way too cool for me. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]Next, I was listening to tons of Led Zeppelin, and Stevie Nicks had this thing for me. She used to wrap me up in her shawls- like around my neck- and pull me in close to kiss her. I was blown away-never had so much affection, ever.[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]You know, no one ever touched me then, like never, not even when I was little...[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]So, I don't know what happened to her- just quit putting out music or something, and after a couple-years being by myself I was all the way into my senior year. Longhair was way out of style and those pink Izod- spurry Topsiders /the whole preppy-look thing and Ronald Reagan were in, while my hair was half-way down my back. I was pretty much a reject, dating Wendy O'Williams, and Annabella on the side. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]Both of them broke my heart. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]Then, when I moved out, I cut it all off, and got myself a real girlfriend. I had no idea what I was doing- went out as a self-employed contractor, getting messed with by the unscrupulous. Naive, green- that was it, just not enough experience- which would take years, and never ends- the learning part about how deep people will go- all the way to the bottom which keeps getting deeper. You learn to screen, but, anyway...[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]So, she ended up dumping me for some other guy, and I kind of went off the deep end, hanging out with people who just lived to party. They were still living at home and I think I was the only one out of a group of about twenty that was really on my own. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT=.SF UI Display][FONT=.SFUIDisplay-Semibold]There was one or two guys that were dealers- banged a lot of coke whores- but I never hung out with them. They struck me as arrogant slime- leaches, and, besides: I only drank beer. [/FONT][/FONT]
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From my vantage, this is an incredible prose poem.

When you went off the deep end, you ended up becoming deep.
 
Enforces my gladness at having missed that whole scene. I did experience " the learning part about how deep people will go," though, coming by such by observation ;-)

Thanks for a candid reminder.
 
I remember the controversy- preacher's daughter making or...
orgasmic noises. Love to love you ( baby)
 

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