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Beastie Boys

Back at the palatial hotel, Flip and Colin were on me to take a better look at the gash on my head. There was blood crusted in my hair, partly sticking the headband to it, and I was overall gross, so the obvious solution was for me to get in the shower and try to […]

I Think I Love You Too Much

They yelled at each other for a while. Knock-down drag-out stuff. The details don’t matter, I guess, or I would think I’d remember it better. I curled myself up in a ball in the seat I was in and tried not to hear any of it. Maybe I partly succeeded and that’s why I don’t […]