...and he's just about to write the most devastating blues song you've ever fucking heard.
8: 54 p. m. A woman on Southeast G Street reported a man sitting on the curb smoking a cigarette, moaning, “No, no, someone help me.”
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8: 54 p. m. A woman on Southeast G Street reported a man sitting on the curb smoking a cigarette, moaning, “No, no, someone help me.”
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