Bob, maybe you're right about a walking hallucination. After all, the night was clear, the moon full, yet later it was cloudy. Was I walking through another life and then back into my own? My pain allows me to hallucinate for minutes on end, more often than not I'm thinking it's just me only it's the Earth-14 me and then I'll come back around in a while. As I type this, I'm trying to upload a video. If it works, you'll hear Harry saying the words Hello, Von to Yvonne Navarro sometime in the mid-90s, before I even had a computer of my own.
Rich, the Lithuanian Museum used to be Von Solbrig Hospital, which my father often said that it should be condemned, the 8th District cops getting more than a few calls to go there for well-being checks. I tried to find a photo of the hospital itself on Google but, oddly, found only the new sign for the museum, which moved there in 1986, and a photo of Robert Blake from some Spanish guys TV blog. Go figure.
Well, here goes. My walking hallucination. Because they sure as hell aint dreams.
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I remember Baretta and his parrot. Stark images. It's been a long time since I was in the mental state to experience the kind of surrealism you're talking about. Sometimes I miss it.
Yes, his line was always, "Don't do the crime if you can't do the time."
I wonder if he was thinking about that the night he pumped those bullets into that whore's head?
Yes, before the Lithuanian Museum occupied Von Solbrig it was in that former funeral-home-type place.
I don't believe I've seen that Von Solbrig hospital building in ages, but even thirty years ago I don't think liability laws would have allowed them to have patients there other than Charles Dexter Ward, maybe.
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