Boulevard of Broken Dreams VI

Like Truman Capote’s Mr. Revercomb in short story “Master Misery,” I will buy your dreams. This just in…

The Ringlets trioLast night I had a dream that you formed a band called The Ringlets and you and your band mates (who were all muscular Puerto Ricans) wore black turtlenecks. You came to a coffee shop where I was working with Tyler and stood on a chair and declared that your band would no longer be called The Ringlets and would now be called Sample because Heidegger said your original band name was stupid.

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