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fig 33.68) Ninja Audition "Swoops the music, the advice I've taken is honest advice. Swoops again, coming before the math, it's secret is still the trick of it," it's that Burma Shave song playing wildly from the choir above. Once there was a once before when we'd hang calendars from these doors and throw our darts. I remember drinking and sleeping and forgetting everything more often than I probably should. Burning our credit cards like we were kids trying to keep warm. We invented dinner just so we could talk about our taste in shoes.  The large frames leaning against the wall are as empty as villains'. Their mysterious embrasures now knowing only the wall's succor. Kitty posters are all over it and underneath some of the dry splotches of museum grade paint there's a little bit of yellowed tar. There's cut sail cloth in the aisles of this cold submarine, it's auger's lit. "Why didn't you see me? I've been here ...

fig. 90.080) so much for lunch... "Jamon, What if all of us are crappy versions and the movie just ends like that?"  "Do the crayons ever come home for us Geraldo? Will the tacos really care when the room goes black or the sound of the film rattles on it's reel? So what if the pigeon's half in their bag. All of us already sawr it asleep on the bus and some of us bought a sandwich." "But it really starts with that damn mouse and it's cookie, Jamon. Then there's the Drain-O and the gallons of bleach that had to be pulled from the top of the mother effin tree, yippy ki-yay!" "You sure know your parties Geraldo." "That's right Jamon, I do know parties." "You sound angry Geraldo." "I am, Jamon. But more than that, I'm trying to write a song."