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CHAPTER 13
o me and grabbed my arms. quot;ay for a fe  it  be.quot;

    quot;Mom, its ter.quot;

    quot;I kno youll stay ; Sared till I nodded. quot;ts a good boy.quot;

    I ended up staying mucurn ed for a feerruption of my studies c left enougo finisill in  a job. My friend Oscar Love, back from a tour of duty  an abandoned store off Linnean Street s. ited to a bar age barely big enougo round out a band. Jimmy Cummings played tar. e called ourselves ts all ending to be Gene Pitney or Frankie Valli, I end bar a fes of t Oscars Bar got me out of tra dollars enabled me to  turn to playing piano, but I loat first year back. tess simes. Seeing he dreams I had deferred.

    quot;You ery man,quot; tess told me one nigs. quot;Or mystery boy, I sotally different from t of us.quot;

    I s measures from quot;Strangers in t.quot; S;Seriously, tranger. Aloof. Above it all.quot;

    quot;Is t rigainly so you.quot;

    quot;O; Sipsy and grinning. quot;You ;

    t  of my forced ant return to te t nig  ionso steal he deja vu face.

    tending bar and playing piano kept me out late at nigers e a cold dinner alone at t nigirred in tside tcant, t looked sort of like a ook my plate into turned on television to te, late movie. After tins first spies o ing and cold, petrified t I  again amid those devils.
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