The American Caliban (substitute) wrote,
The American Caliban
substitute

Another little sample of Bob Trout in mid fugue

“...and we’d come right through the door, big targets but we’re moving fast, it’s all over quickly. Palm trees and gunfire, another day at the beach. You get that light filtering down through the leaves and the smell of charcoal, diesel, and bacon fat. There’s nothing like it. Anyway I’m alive and I’m in Paradise.”
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