It’s here!The re-release of my gritty, intense and provocative look at the ’60s. Drugs, sex, and rock ‘n’ roll are only the beginning. Oh Yeah.
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“Where’re we headed?” she asked.“Nowhere and everywhere.” He answered and laughed when she slapped his shoulder.She loved his laugh and slapped him again just to hear it.The steady drizzle painted the road with jagged streaks of red and yellow, green, and white. The last signal turned and she pressed her booted feet against the chrome […]