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------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.
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This is just too weird. You turn and begin to walk down the stairs. You look around and the house now looks as if it were made from candy?! You pull a gumdrop off of the banister and the house starts to fall down around you. Making a run for it, you hurl yourself through the back door.
Now you find yourself in the middle of a vast desert. No house, no candy, no L.A. just desert as far as you can see.
The End
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