that hearse, the caddy with purple flames and tail fins, it's still there, and so am i, but it was almost as if it had come for me, no more fitting carriage could there be. you can bet i was really careful sailing my motorcycle across the golden gate to the mill valley film festival last night. i lanesplit all the way, had to; and made it there with seconds to spare. reserved spot for me right in front of the rafael film center.
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