Feel Good Trip #2

The I-5 is a death passage. Nothing to see, nothing to think about. Then there is AMPM. We stopped, searched, and thanks to the gods of disgust, the slurpie machine was glowing Constatine's crucifix in the sky. Cold to the teeth, the glorious coke slush. I'm happy once again.

Justin is talking to notoriously insane Josh Binder. Big time Hollywood talk in the desert of dust and waiting to be slaughtered cows. We ride the snake to the 4th of July.
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