Sandman Slim

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Thanks to Ginger Clark, Diana Gill, Emily Krump, and Holly Frederick, and Jack Womack who dodge CHUDs everyday. Thanks to Nicola Ginzler and Pat Murphy, who continue to ignore the missing cemeteries. Thanks to Dino De Laurentüs, Lorenzo De Maio, Ed Wacek, and Igor De Laurentüs, who are the ham in a dinosaur-and-porn-star sandwich. Thanks also to the guys at Night Shade, the Liminals, Gus, and Kathy.

Thanks especially to Tom Waits for letting me carjack some of his beautiful lyrics. If I die first, you can have my bones for a xylophone.

Thanks to Sergio Leone, the Shaw Brothers, Werner Herzog, David Lynch, Takashi Müke, and Richard Stanley for killing pretty.

I WAKE UP on a pile of smoldering garbage and leaves in the old Hollywood Forever cemetery behind the Paramount Studio lot on Melrose, though these last details don't come to me until later. Right now all I know is that I'm back in the world and I'm on fire. My mind hasn't quite kicked in yet, but my body knows enough to roll off the burning trash and to keep rolling until I can't feel the heat anymore.

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