HE DITCHED HIS BACK
ON THE RAILROAD TRACK
And it was over in a second. A little bit here, a
little bit there. It's really hard to concentrate on
a theme like that. My hands are too cold to hold
the subject.
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You know those long shots, those photos of
Iowa farms and places like that. They always
seem serene and placid, but so many of those
high school kids have taken acid or already are
junkies for one thing or another. Such places
leave their traces everywhere.
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Some people are fortunate : important friends
who can get them what they want; the need for
most things is just a request away. Then, in
some seedy, crappy, local newspaper you read :
'Ottumwa boy jumps in front of passing train'
or another story of how the local high school
is riddled with drugs and the white kids won't
say anything, except to blame the blacks or
the new influx of Mexicans and Vietnamese.
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Surely makes you wonder, Shirley, what's
really going on.
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