It is Monday, already.
Today is to be laundry day. This will mean walking up Spring Hill Road, past the store where they sell crack, and to the laundromat staffed by a very skinny black guy, called "Slim."
Thanks to whomever stole my bag of clothes, I can now use the smaller washer and save myself $1.25.
I am looking to get a duffel bag (a new one is about 20 bucks) and then, there will be nothing to stop me from what I feel is my destiny, specifically, trekking up the east coast, playing music from town to town.
I will begin in Fairhope, Alabama.
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