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When I lived in LA, late 80's I was driving back from Palm Springs in the middle of the night and I was stoned, err tired, yea tired... I was hauling ass to get back to work for monday am in my white cab with the top down and I saw a small pink flying elephant looking thing out of the corner of my eye, I turned, looked and it was or looked like a deformed small pink elephant with big ears and big wings pacing me. I sped up and it kept pace I looked at it for a minute or two then it gained speed and out accelerated me by 5-6 car lengths and then turned hard left in front of me, across the front of the road and disappeared off into the desert. True story.
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"And there's no cure like travel
to help you unravel
the worries of living today.
when the poor brain is cracking
there's nothing like packing
a suitcase ..(or getting in the Porsche) and sailing away " Cole Porter, anything Goes"
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