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'Like a Dream'
Mescaline Franklin's American Journey
© 2017 James LaFond
AUG/2/17
My soul brother, the man that feels to me like the little brother I never had, because the one I had beat my ass in the ring, and when I go to retail stores people mistake me for Mescaline's father, recently completed his journey from Flushing, Queens, New York to Flagstaff Arizona and back again.
As he comes to town for training, I shall interrogate him, one state at a time, concerning his impressions of these segments of social decay called States.
To welcome him home, Big Ron and I beat him in the head with sticks for an hour this Wednesday morning, so I will endeavor to make up for his sudden inability to write nonfiction by interrogating him on his every visit.
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the gods of boxing
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triumph
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sons of aryas
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masculine axis
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within leviathan’s craw
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the lesser angels of our nature
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fanatic
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by the wine dark sea
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time & cosmos
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the first boxers
eBook
barbarism versus civilization
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z-pill forever
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menthol rampage
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the combat space
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honor among men
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book of nightmares
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your trojan whorse
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the fighting edge
eBook
let the world fend for itself
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songs of aryas
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into leviathan’s maw
eBook
winter of a fighting life
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predation
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blue eyed daughter of zeus
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the greatest boxer
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ranger?
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cracker-boy
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under the god of things
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logic of force
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thriving in bad places
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beasts of aryas
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solo boxing
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song of the secret gardener
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advent america
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sorcerer!
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hate
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orphan nation
eBook
the sunset saga complete
eBook
wife—
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the greatest lie ever sold
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son of a lesser god
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on combat
eBook
fiction anthology one
eBook
when you're food
eBook
night city
eBook
fate
eBook
dark, distant futures
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the year the world took the z-pill
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on the overton railroad
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all-power-fighting
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broken dance
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america the brutal
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logic of steel
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uncle satan
eBook
taboo you
Sam J.     Aug 4, 2017

I stopped near, I think, Flagstaff Arizona while driving across the country. There was a purple mountain. I SWEAR. The frigging rocks were purple. I stopped and looked around for a little. So amazing.
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