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E A E A I took to the highway, went out to pico-crenshaw. E A old friends, old friends. E I took to the highway. A E A The highway took to me like a second skin. B A rolled around in the evening, E circling like a buzzard. B trouble in mind. E A B E excavating the space we left behind. yes I took trinkets with me. left them by the crater. here ghosts, old ghosts. smelled all the chlorine. I took the low road where the light was just right. crawled around in the glowing, all embracing wreckage. sunburned and snow-blind. excavating the space we left behind.