Two nights ago Reed calls me and says, Let's just say fuck it and go to Mexico City for New Years. I can't, I tell him, I have a job now. He wants to do something, get out of the town he's been in for two or more years now. We can't even think of when the last time we were in France was. A year ago? Two years to the day? We've lost track. I
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