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| 2b63538 | Sal, straight, no matter where I live, my trunk's always sticking out from under the bed, I'm ready to leave or get thrown out. I've decided to leave everything out of my hands. You've seen me try and break my ass to make it and you know that it doesn't matter and we know time -- how to slow it up and walk and dig and just old-fashioned spade kicks, what other kicks are there? We know. | doesn-t-matter ready old-fashioned leave | Jack Kerouac |