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I hate the smell of
napalm in the morning. But you get used to it; you have to when you've been in 'nam
, except they don't call it that here. It's VIETNAM, which they write as two words but it's one word in English. Anyway, don't start calling my home state Cali. That's my dog's name. He's named for a Colombian town where
Pablo Escobar's amazing dancing girls ran out to greet us
as we got out of the paddy wagon in our nice, new, clean white strait jackets. The attendant told the woman at the house that
had the scary one-eyed hunch back just staring out of the window like some sort ove love-crazed maniac! But who could blame him...it was a loely existence after all!
