I crossed paths the elusive magician yesterday in a dream at a midpoint of Rocky Ridge. He’s not rocking drop bars on the fixie anymore & shit, he’s not even on the Karate Monkey. Nope, he was sporting a sleak VooDoo and some dem uprighter bars.
He informed me that he’s got an infected tooth and will be getting that thing pulled out in a few days c/o the gubment. That’s the reason he’s not in Montana and a reasonable one at that. Infected teeth can kill you or even worse he said. They’re the gateway to the lymph system…another thing I learned before the last drop-out.
Otherwise, he seemed good. He didn’t have any punches to throw at the smallness of my-ness.
That’s where Randy is.
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