Picture this:
Youre staying with this fly jewish- Mexican- native American guy in the middle of the Mission in San Fransisco. After pancakes and eggs for breakfast, a joint at the nearby St Bernal Hill you’re chillin on the porch in front of his red towered house. Suddenly a magic van comes driving down the street. Its past as a suburban soccer vehicle is well hidden under layers of paint. In the driver seat is this funky honey with feathers in her hair, one foot out the window a hand on the wheel. This song in pumpin on the stereo.
You get in the car and head for Santa Cruz.
Thank you life. Thank you Mir and Amz.
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