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RED
Get busy living or get busy dying. That is goddamn right. For the second time in my life, I am guilty of committing a crime. Parole violation. I doubt they'll toss up any roadblocks for that. Not for an old crook like me.
I find I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it is the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain...
I hope I can make it across the border.
I hope to see my friend and shake his hand.
I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams.
I hope.
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