Sunday, February 14, 2016

Fuck Day

  Valentine's Day and The Van Man evaluated his life. Seemed like a good time to do so. High eighties in the comforting San Fernando Valley. Winter in LA.
  Was he a good man? Sometimes, gladly. Sometimes, gladly not. Was he difficult? He hoped. Was he lost? One did not need a map when one had instincts.
  He sucked down the chocolate milkshake and parked the van. He had made mistakes, sure. And he was going to make some more. There were questions to answer, important ones. But The Van Man was tired from a long day and he just wanted to know the amount of sex going on in Burbank.

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