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Following Connor Strathclyde, a young, aspiring writer settting himself the goal of reviving gonzo journalism, but discovering avenues of hedonism open to him far beyond what he could possibly have imagined.

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Chapter 10: Maya

SMS TEXT TO: NAY dammit girl i saw you and gomes. dont be fuckin up my brother     SMS TEXT FROM: NAY i dont know what you are talking about. we were just hanging out     SMS TEXT TO: NAY thats shit girl. i saw the whole thing through your window     SMS TEXT TO: PAPI P i am so fed up right now i want that

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Chapter 1: Wherein We Meet Our Intrepid Hero

Well, shit, people. I guess I'm writing my memoirs. My editor says it's time, my agent says it will help spike interest in my previous writing, and the drugs are telling me to do whatever crazy shit pops into my head right now, so why not give this a chance?   This crazy journey all started when I came out of J School and got a regular assignment at the San Myshuno Record. They shipped me off to this dumb burg in the sticks called Strangerville and asked me to write on anything interes

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