We had all laid awake that night, listening to Matt screw Leslie. Kenny and I were sharing a tent, and Brad had one to himself. Kenny was the most repulsed by this situation. Except for Matt, perhaps, who had gone into Leslie’s tent with the look of a man resigned to doing his duty. For [...]
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We had broken out the pot just after the Missouri border. By the time we rolled into the Copper Pass in the Rockies we had been smoking for two days and breathing in all the smoke we had exhaled in lieu of actual oxygen. The whole time we were increasing our relative altitude. We were [...] A friend of mine called me last night from Colorado. I missed the call and he left a voicemail. He was feeling lonely at his remote cabin in the mountains over Aspen. This sounds like the complaints of the wealthy, but my friend is a school teacher and this is no personal ski lodge. Anyway, [...] |
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