Tea: in the book this means pot,they were smoking it;
the weed,or hooch,the herb (blahblah)Some such safety material.
Which recalls a time 20 years ago,on a beach down in Mexico...
We would call these safety meetings.at the odd interval during
the day and night. It was a vacation. Our vacation. An annual excursion,
out of Tucson. We numbered seventeen or
eighteen,it seemed like a safari to me.On the sea of Cortez...I had
the book in my pack,it was all about the beats,the main ones,the
original ones.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
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