After the beatings and six months' hard labor? I got shipped off to a university in Rhode Island and was forced to study Wordsworth and Chaucer. And I got to drive a 17-year old Volvo with bad main seals, a master clutch cylinder that needed a daily fill-up, and SU carburetors that leaked gas like an orchid mister. But I had g/f who was from Mallorca. And I didn't have to take any math courses. So it worked out pretty damn well.

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