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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)
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