--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, "Mickey" <mickeycrimm@...> wrote:
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> 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.
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> 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.
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> 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.
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> Okay, Mr. Random Man.
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The dead guy, whoever he was, was found the morning before the night I arrived to that spot. I was random coming into that spot. No one in Spokane could have known I was coming. The killing was probably random tramp shit. Killing a guy for his little money or food stamps...by a hard core FTRA.
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