HST’s friends being rowdier than the hell’s angels he befriended is so par for the course.
“For reasons that were never made clear, I blew out my back windows with five blasts of a 12-gauge shotgun, followed moments later by six rounds from a .44 Magnum.”
Also the Kierkegaard quote at the beginning of chapter 2 is so real.
— Oct 17, 2025 03:27PM
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