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4,269 miles later, we’ve landed in Tucson, AZ

Hapgood & I left New Hampshire hesitantly.  Our car is a 92 camry station wagon that has aged as well as most people do.  We had to rip the passenger door panel off & cut the window motor out in order to screw the window in place.  We found a Saint of Auto-mechanics who offered his time to teach us how to do basic repairs & car maintence.  We replaced a cv axle, the breaks, dug around with pb blaster & wrenches, & w/o having done more than 20 miles in the car, we jumped in to put 3200 miles down over 4 days. We had a show at Lit Crawl w/ The Arts Resistance to make it to.

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It took us 3 1/2 days measured w/ empty cans of caffeine, stale jokes, & cigarette cherries.  Ritalin helped with the first 20 hours. My piss was green. I’ve developed a nasty cough. I’m sweating some cliche clean from the exhausted system with quick patchwork & jerry rigged health.

We’d taken a shot in the dark to make it out, & hell-fire, or water, we intended to make it to Lit Crawl.

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Late light Nebraska flat is dark & dull.  Wyoming sunrise, passing thru another day into Utah where we rested, wandering salt beds, Nevada & the smell of glass in gas station bathrooms, & into California, jumping over Tahoe & landing in Bay Area traffic & middle fingers & lane changing seconds split.  We pulled into the Excelsior district of San Francisco to a homie’s place & burnt out quiet.

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& San Francisco days began again.  We wandered the Mission drunk.  A back alley hip hop show of traveling kids & locals passing the mic snared us from a poetry reading of cliches being passed like joints.

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We ran from there to a renegade reading w/ BE ABOUT IT & Alexandra Naughton, reading poems in the streets till rushing off to The Arts Resistance & Lit Crawl present: Write Piercingly to perform w/ poets Zarina Zabrisky, Simon Rogghe, Charlie Getter, among other voices spanning three generations & continents.

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Jeremiah Walton // photo by Yana Jane

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Charlie Getter // photo by Yana Jane

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Yanina Gotsulsky // photo by Yana Jane

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We romped around San Francisco & the Bay for a couple of days before dipping South to Santa Cruz.  We hit The Arts Bar & Cafe, & set up Books & Shovels, our traveling bookstore.

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Jeremiah w/ Books & Shovels

Zipping from Santa Cruz back up to San Francisco, we ran 7 miles to try & make it in time to see Lawrence Ferlinghetti read at City Lights.  We arrived to a packed building & closed doors.  None of the barred windows would budge.  All other entrances were locked, & the roof was inaccessible.

Like a horny dog I waited by the door.  Folks exiting allotted a second for Hapgood & I to jump into the crowd.  We listened, sweated in the packed room of hipsters & painters & creatives & lovers to watch Lawrence read new poems.  He read.  We left.  & there was nothing more to it than that.

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We shot down to Monterrey for a show at The Rubber Chicken Open Mic & Slam.  We kicked with old friends, set up the traveling bookstore, shared poems & stories, & rumbled onto the beach for poi & fire dancing.

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Hapgood w/ Books & Shovels

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There is something to be said for the brief intimacies of traveling thru a community.  We all share our most entertaining values.  There is grime & dirt & vulnerability, & under the light of the road, there is a glimmer of hope.  It may be empty parking lots.  It may be people.

We like to inspire others & be inspired by others.

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From Monterrey, w/ an old homie who is about to cross the continent himself, we went to Subrosa, a community space in Santa Cruz, to participate in To Change Everything, an international panel discussion on anarchism & tactics in the 21st century.

The next long haul began that night.

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We straight shot to Tucson, the city that has shaped much of Nostrovia! thru show hosting, spontaneous street ciphers, & a booming creative juice that is too loud to ignore.

From here, we’re snagging up Neeko Ford, a hip-hop artist that represented Nostrovia! at the 2015 NYC Poetry Festival, & James Mulroy, a poet who’s helped us maintain in Tucson.

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Tucson, AZ

& no we’re coordinating to dip out on Halloween, heading into New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, Idaho, Washington, Oregon, & on & on.

Cheers!

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