Savior – Fiction

June 1, 1993

Mama and Papa gone away, They don’t want to know us anymore. Half of us Longhairs, Queers, Punkers, and Junkies. Got no table to sit down at on Easter Sunday.

Within Reality – Petty – Fiction

June 1, 1993

“What’s your point?” I would remind myself that that was my original question, but it seems pointless. I’m too stubborn to listen to anything I have to say.

Cipher – Fiction

June 1, 1993

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