After burning most of my bridges in the States, I fled to Sweden in the winter of 1972 to avoid the draft. I had just enough money to buy an old used typewriter and was heavily influenced by Louis-Ferdinand Celine when I wrote this story. The American deserter community had recently been decimated by drug arrests and the remnants that remained seemed to be under surveillance from a variety of intelligence agencies.
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