We’ve all been there. You go to Harvard, then to law school in Colorado. You own property in central Texas.
You get caught trafficking drugs, and the court makes you study creative writing in El Paso as part of your parole. You meet Dagoberto Gilb there and spend a lot of time drinking whiskey and riding around in an El Camino with him.
Dagoberto Gilb ends up writing about it for ZYZZYVA years later.
You know—the usual.
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