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It was that evening, late maybe. I’d been asleep on their couch. The phone rang. Natalia started to cry. I woke up and shuffled to the kitchen.
Dru was on the phone, speaking softly, hissing. “Oh, no,” she said. “Don’t you do it.” She looked up and saw me standing there, and I saw that she [...]
14. THE LAST JUMP OF JUNIE MORGAN
I held no preference in those days for place.
Urban canyons, bustling city sprawls, mountains, beaches. Small New England towns, old antebellum plantations. New York, New York, or nowhere. I held no preference, and had never imagined myself in one place over another. But that would change.
We rode a tailwind [...]
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I didn’t write their fucking statement.
Don’t tell me you thought this whole story was my statement to the FBI. That’s a little clichéd, no? And it isn’t very likely, as Bad Cop never came back with more paper, and all they really wanted to know about was my relationship with DJ, when I’d [...]
13. HOME
I remember that it was winter in Cleveland.
The Pacific warmed Japan this time of year, left it a little rainy, but not bitter. Not in Tokyo, on the bay. But Cleveland. Damn, I hadn’t felt the cold in months.
Gwen’s concern was what she called, “getting me into the system.” This entailed getting me onto [...]
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In the morning, and it was early, DJ was gone. But he hadn’t gone far. I wrapped myself in a sheet and went to the front door of the shack. Three small steps led to the sand, dirty with foliage and fallen leaves. Not the clean silver stuff farther down the beach.
DJ sat [...]
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We walked down a wide street, treelined and clean, the traffic steady, and about ten thousand people on the sidewalk ahead of us.
“Those two,” Gwen said. “You could not possibly have made a worse judgment call on those two.”
“Don’t give me shit, Gwen. I see that now.”
“You should have seen it then.”
“Do you [...]
12. GOA, THE LONELY PLANET, AND THE REST
OF WHAT CAME BETWEEN
In Goa, the monsoon had not yet begun, though we waited with great expectations for the moon to rise, and for the rain. Silver sand and high tide surf on the Arabian Sea, DJ next to me, and the water warm, and I had no [...]
PART THREE
ARRIVALS
11. LOST ON EARTH
The pub, which I’d been coming to all week, was dark, and the music that played was Celtic and traditional, from speakers in the ceiling. The beams overhead were beaten and worn, and at a place at the end of the bar, a picture of the Queen stared back. All prices [...]
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We stayed in the live sex show for three more ejaculations. So I guess that was about an hour. The guys changed, but the girl stayed the same, all but for the last time, which was someone who didn’t say anything at all and was, almost certainly, a heroin addict.
When we came out, [...]
10. SOMETHING FUNNY HAPPENED
ON OUR WAY OUT OF AMSTERDAM
Dru just laid her foot down on the gas, as if the car might have actually been able to outrun the police (which it couldn’t have) and as if we might have gotten away if it had (which we wouldn’t have). She didn’t take it out of [...]
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