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memoirs from dodos

     Way back in the olden days, when boats and ships were run by coal and steam, it was a simpler time.  A time of swimming, bicycling, cooking ham, church, and Special Ed.  All my friends said to me… shit man, write a book about it, because it would be gold.  So one year ago today, on the night of Canzine 2002, I began writing down those memories of my fucked up life and dreams.  It took me all year, and for a couple of these stories, it took me two weeks per story, which would normally take a person one day.  All of these stories connect to the Age of Aquarius, and one day I would like to be the GURU for the Age of Aquarius.

by JRB (translated by aCentipede)