I jumped off a Burlington Nortbern freight train one night in Spokane, Washington. I was looking to replinsh the ole' bankroll....which might have been maybe $25 at the time. I was gonna have to stop and work some day labor. I rolled my bag out beside those tracks.
I woke up the next morning and hit the McDonald's for a cheap breakfast and a newspaper read. No matter where you are at you simply have to run intelligence.
The headline in the paper was how they found a man, identity unknown, laying in his sleeping bag, right along the tracks, shot in the head and dead....in the same spot I had just spent the night in.
Okay, Mr. Random Man.
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