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Whip It! & I were beginning to become pretty familiar sights around West Point Auto. Bill, of course, was long gone. In some cosmic economy, I was the price of his freedom. Of my motel Dennis said, "You can check out any time you like--but you can never leave"--& I was close to believing that. (I was in California, after all.) I'd run out of clothes and was wearing t-shirts I'd bought on the trip. |
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But Dean & Dennis were a lot of fun and worked hard to get me on the road again. They even stayed until ten o'clock one night, when I had set out again & had to be towed back a third time.
("Back on the hook again!" marveled Wade.) |
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