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Hitchhiking

Dirty Face in Pecos

Martin dropped us off at the Love’s in Pecos.  But, by then the black dawn shimmered under loose stars vaguely seen through the stormy clouds, so we refrained from night hitchhiking.  My nose flushed to a blushy red and I sniffled on the sidewalk by the sandy loams of desert.  Sand particles stuck to the

Skeevy Kevin

Tim crawled into the hot springs and nestled close to Grace. I noticed this older, skinny, pasty white, balding man with a gaunt face and weak body, glaring at her with infatuation.  His eyes focused in on her vividly, but at first he didn’t speak or make eye contact.  He sat there nude, stiffly intoxicated

Oh My God Hot Springs

“So where ya guys headed,” I said making eye contact with Grace casually while Tim gave me the evil eye. She smiled with her long brown curly hair draped over her flannel and in a chipper tone said, “I dunno…Tim knows of these hot springs…what’s it called babe?” “Umpqua Hot Springs…been comin’ here for many

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