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{black out} dan schaeffer I am twenty-eight. We members of the Party of Freedom and Peace climb the three flights in the dark building through the chill and open the door with its milky glass to the Mickey Spillane office. We are in hiding. We hide and conspire about economy, hope and no hope misery and riches. I am 12 years old and stealing cigarettes hiding in a spidery rail road hut torturing myself with vices. |
