Tag: lupe
member name: Ron Jenkins
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July 20, 2007 11:37 PM EDT --
I moved close to the inner wall of the tent and watched Breedlove and the huge biker struggling. I hadn't heard so much grunting and groaning since the time I left my window open at . . .
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July 17, 2007 01:54 PM EDT --
I rode in the passenger seat of the Vette, the big boxes balanced on my lap and stacked high enough to block my view out the windshield. The cars weren't made for carrying anything more than two people. . . .
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July 18, 2007 10:15 PM EDT --
We drove into Sturgis, and cruised slowly through a gauntlet of motorcycles of every type and description. There were bikers from all over the country in every mode of dress imaginable. Some . . .
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July 15, 2007 02:07 PM EDT --
"Slow down," I yelled as I clutched the armrest on the door of the Vette.
Detective Breedlove cackled, and lowered his Ray Bans. A spare cigar jutted from the band of his fedora like a feather . . .
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July 12, 2007 02:56 PM EDT --
I picked it up on the first ring.
"Hello, " I said. A silent moment had me wondering if it was Betty Lou Gladstone's rotten brats calling again to ask if my refrigerator . . .
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July 13, 2007 02:26 PM EDT --
I don't know how long I was out, but when I came to, I struggled to pull myself up using the edge of the card table for leverage. Surely, it must have been a bad dream. But alas, the bird cage door . . .
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July 16, 2007 04:27 PM EDT --
"Maybe we should go to the cops," I said to Breedlove who carefully put the contents of the envelope back inside.
He didn't look up, but responded matter of factly.
"Yeah, sure, the . . .
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July 13, 2007 11:26 PM EDT --
I parked my Pontiac in front of the address for Breedlove Detective Agency. On the torn seat was the shoebox. I figured I'd take the evidence with me. I double checked the address, thinking I must . . .
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July 13, 2007 02:29 AM EDT --
The package arrived earlier this evening. A shoe box. I noticed immediately that it once contained a pair of Wellington Boots, size 12. A boot worn by nearly every member of the SRRMC. Outside, on . . .
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July 20, 2007 05:13 PM EDT --
On July 9, 2007 an incident occurred involving Lupe', a Molucccan Cockatoo with a bent beak, missing feathers, and a loose tongue. Since that unfortunate day, I have continually updated this . . .
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July 24, 2007 01:23 PM EDT --
We stood by the sidecar of the Indian, and Breedlove counted the money one last time. I was impatient for his plan to free Lupe' from his captors. Out of the shadows, four men approached from the direction . . .
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July 16, 2007 12:12 AM EDT --
The Vette screeched to a stop in front of the massage parlor. I clutched the plastic wrapped manila envelope to my chest, anxious to expose the contents, and ease my mind about Lupe'. Breedlove . . .
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July 16, 2007 10:18 PM EDT --
Breedlove must have been in the store for an hour. I spent the time sitting in the grass underneath the big Harley sign remembering Lupe'. It also helped to take my mind off the cigarette burn . . .
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July 20, 2007 02:42 PM EDT --
I strapped the used ukelele over my shoulder and drifted into the crowd. My eyes searched for any signs of Breedlove. I passed tents offering tattoos, vendors at wooden stands hawking belt buckles, and . . .
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July 10, 2007 11:55 PM EDT --
http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977052702
I spent the last ten minutes outside the trailer with my ukelele. I am serenading the sky it seems. There has been no sign of Lupe'. A . . .
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July 20, 2007 03:19 PM EDT --
15) http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977061866
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