Johnny America


The Stink of Burn­ing Mattress


Image of fireman in front of the author's former aparment.

To the fel­lows pic­tured above who put the fire out be­fore it reached my apart­ment: I ex­tend my thanks and re­gret reg­u­la­tions re­quired you to turn down the chilled Oat­meal Stout I of­fered you.

To my down­stairs neigh­bor: please ac­quire an ash­tray — they’re in­ex­pen­sive, or you could use a so­da can in a pinch.

Filed under Dispatches on July 30th, 2003

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