Ahhhhh.
Sigh.
Shift.
Comfy. Warm and comfy, soft things on me, fresh air, soft pillow. Nice.
...moving?
Slowly, really slowly, I become aware that I seem to be in a vehicle, and it seems to be moving. Oh, but surely that's all right; obviously I wasn't driving, and I have warm-soft things on me.
He was the first punk ever to set foot on this
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