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Here's a playback: front-yard air cooling a hot little back as I scan, casual-like, no menace, for one motorcycle rider I'm not supposed to be excited to see. But am.

Lanky boy with spherical hair singing the fast talkin' chorus part of Madnessesess' "Our House" and playing his jeans pocket/"keyboard."

Dodgy eye contact girl who taught inner-city high skool holding her beer bottle like a telescope; she's Worried About The Youth of Today. Who is not? Me, for one. I think they're going to be streamlined, smarter than us, style and substance and knife-sharp but not jabbing for no reason, hopped up on circuits and every good thing we ever got to have ourselves, plus whatever they make time to invent.

Four cheers to the new youth, from a varsity one.

fell on 2003-09-07 at 12:51 p.m.

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