He was in Army drag, like maybe reserves, he is a real christian I think.
He kept calling the landlords "Brother" this and "Sister" that.
He expected me to be an animal and never really shook the idea that
I was anything more than a pagan, gypsey drunk.
I was friendly anyway and cleared more stuff away.
He was nice enough to not kill me.
Do you see the humor in that, the complete turnaround from "dream Factory of the people" to
Army/christian bootcamp.
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