Kevin was my neighbor for ten years. We lived next door to each other at the Stoner apartment building on 19th. Kevin would invite me to radical events. Here he is in a photo with Ambrose, Belle’s boyfriend. In the top photo we see Belle with Ambrose and his radical friends. When you go after someone you do not know, best see who his, or her, friends are.
Kevin and I had mutual friends going back to 1987. I lived in a quad and my neighbor was the King of the Punkers, many who were homeless. The young women would come knock on my door as I typed away, they wanting me to help them with their woes. I was forty-one. They called me Mr. Green Jeans. When my bank kicked them off the wall they sat on on 13th. I withdrew my money. I went to a late night punk concert, all…
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