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sixty dollars will buy me three nights of music and violence and holy visions from a sometime God, while

nineteen dollars and some odd cents will buy me gas enough to cradle there in your over-perfumed arms and touch your flabby body and listen to your grating voice until my brain comes out in shreds over our sweating faces, while

thirteen dollars or so will buy enough alcohol to make that process just a little less painful for both of us, and although i've never tried it, i've heard it said that some things are better off forgotten, while

five dollars and twenty-two cents will buy me a cold shake to shake the smoke out of my throat and fries to shake the empty feeling from my guts after i lost myself in the forest for awhile, then we met up at the Dairy Queen, while

thirty-five cents will buy me a phone call to an irritated voice on the other end that says my dreams and desires aren't there SO WILL YOU PLEASE STOP CALLING?  I'M TRYING TO WATCH THE TELEVISION! while

it becomes abundantly clear that i'll need more than pocket change to get out of this shit-hole