Was looking for my pistol but I lost it or someone took it, I thought Chavez…then I fell asleep for three straight weeks… I woke up and ventured out, saw someone I knew and he said, “Where’ve you been?” I said, “I took a nap…when was the last time I saw you?” He said, “Three weeks ago.” But I think he knew that I had been drugged…and that he was in on it.
[12.22.2006]
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The Writing of John B. Randall 