In 1993, 1994 I was living in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. On the naval base. I found the base boring, lonely. I spent a lot of time in the gym, a lot of time drinking, and a lot of time reading. My sister would send me books from the States all the time. Among these was a collection of poetry: Fast Talk Full Volume. I was delighted, upon my return
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