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Thursday, November 30, 2006
You's a motherfucking punk and you gon' see me with gloves:
On my way to the CVS, I passed by Sweet Black Angel, my 1981 BMW. Her rear passenger-side window was smashed and spilled green glass shards over her cherry-red leather bench back-seat. The bastards had stolen her radio. I blame The New Republic.