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Escaping From Detroit Summer 2014; Exclusive Poem - Clouds; Create Immortality; Adventures in LovE - part 16 LIVE!: Tales From The UniversE No 33 - this newsletter from The Autumn Fireside

Escaping From Detroit Summer 2014; Exclusive Poem - Clouds; Create Immortality; Adventures in LovE - part 16 LIVE!: Tales From The UniversE No 33 - this newsletter from The Autumn Fireside

An arcadia of imagination

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The cold out there and the warmth in here. Pic: Paradisio Publishing

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1. Adventures in LovE - out now!!!

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2. Escaping From Detroit - how my favourite cliche became: Necessity’s The Mother Of Invention

A long way from Detroit. Or is it? Pic: Paradisio Publishing

‘When you have to do it, you HAVE to’

The hot summer of 2014 in Detroit and i had to get out.

11am and the sun hammers at my head.

I’m in trouble.

i ran out of the folding stuff.

i had no dollars.

i was staying at the Casino Hotel, Greektown, in Downtown Detroit.

i was hungover.

i have a moneywire i need to cash.

To pay my room at the Casino.

To buy dinner.

To take a cab early in the morning to Wayne County Airport to fly the hell out of here.

11am-1pm i tour every bank i can find in Downtown: Comerica, Wells Fargo, First Merchants, First Independence, Liberty, PNC, etcetera and etcetera.

Nothing.

The heat - the skyscrapers and the street hustlers were melting.

i was melting.

My phone died.

i ducked into a mall and looked at the printout of my moneywire: $250 it was worth.

It was currently worthless.

It was a poem in my hand.

Worthless and worth all the world.

In a flash i had an idea; what i needed to do.

The following happened:

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