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Nothing like the bus I went into in Brooklyn the night the New Bomb Turks reformed to play a show at the Glass House. I got wicked plastered, stumbled around some grassy knoll for a bit, and stumbled into the bus. Punks were there. I didn't look like one, but we played punk rock all night on their juke box and shouted to the heavens.
I hung out with some locals in Healey AK a few years ago. They hated the attention the bus brought to the area, and the ill-prepared “adventurers” who attempted the trek.
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