⦿Vintage postcards : trains in orange groves

Once upon a time, you could ride a train right through the orange groves in Southern California

The Super Chief was one of the named passenger trains and the flagship of the Atchison, Topeka & Santa Fe Railway.  The streamliner was named “The Train of the Stars” because
of the various celebrities it carried between Chicago and Los Angeles.  




Florida had one too: the Orange Blossom Special,  between New York City and Miami.
      Found on
 About my Trains.
via : https://www.messynessychic.com/2021/07/05/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-dlxi/?_
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⦿ Bill Gates’ Mugshot

 Bad Billy !  For some reason this just made my day. . .

Bill Gates’ Mugshot

In 1977 Bill Gates was arrested for driving without a license and
not stopping at a stop sign. Found on  Reddit.

Driving without a license is a misdemeanor,  w/ a fine or jail time, usually at the officer’s
discretion. Perhaps he failed the smartass attitude test…and why is he smiling about it.
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⦿ Tessa the Rescue Cat

Some years ago my neighbors, a retired couple, adopted a  young shelter rescue cat, Tessa. They’d ask me to look after her when they travelled, and Tessa and I developed a special bond – she was a sweet affectionate kitty.  When they  passed on their adult son came to sell the condo; we became friends.  The situation arose of what to do about Tessa – neither of us could take her in,  and I made great efforts to find her a new home,  but ultimately failed.
I wrote this story to find some resolution to my emotional involvement in the situation.
This is her story, in her voice… = Warning = :: this is not for everyone, not a happy ending.
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My name is Tessa.  I’m 12 years old — I’m no kitten anymore.
But  ever since I was little, I’m scared  of  loud  noises and  scared about  being alone.

I have 3 brothers and one sister and when we were kittens, one day our Mama didn’t come back, never ever.  We cried and cried, we were hungry and cold and scared.  Then someone put us all in a box and took us to a scary place we didn’t like at all.  There were big dogs barking real loud and howling–we were so scared we were  trembling.  There were a bunch of other cats too,  all  ages and  sizes  and colors,  all of them yelling and screaming and crying.  It was horrible.  We never were around  other cats  before, and we  didn’t like it !
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And  right away  the 5 of us were  separated. I heard 2 of my brothers calling for  the  rest  of us,  and  we all were crying for  Mama.  But we never saw Mama again, and I never saw my sister or brothers again. It was  a  bad  place,  allright,  and  I  was  alone  now.
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“Crybaby. . you’re such a crybaby.”  It was a calico in the next cage making fun of me,  just  to  be  mean.  A  black and white cat on  my  other side said  to the  calico  “Oh you shut  up over  there,  leave  the  baby  be . .  she just lost  her  mama.”
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To me she said   “You go ahead and cry.  I know how you feel, kid—they took  my  babies  away  from  me.  But  it’ s done.  Things  will  be  ok,  you’ll  see.”     
That made me feel not so alone and scared, someone being nice to me.  I was getting used to the  constant  noise and was suddenly  sleepy.   I  laid  down on the soft towel in  the  back of  my cage.
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The people in this place came around to give us food and water twice a day.  They were nice,  saying nice things and  petting us —  but I still missed  my family real bad. Sometimes some of the cats would be taken out of  their  cages to  be  taken  somewhere  else,  but  we  didn’t  know where.  Some  of  them were  brought  back  and  they  looked  so  sad, but  they  didn’t  talk  about  it.  Sometimes people would walk around looking at all of us, maybe pointing to one and smiling, and that cat would be taken out and didn’t come back.
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The day came pretty quickly for  my turn to come out. .  and I  got  adopted !!   A lady picked ME to be her  cat !  She was a real  nice lady with a  man,  and  they took  me to  their home.  I got put in a cage again and rode in a car, that was scary.  But then I didn’t have to be  in a cage anymore and  I  wouldn’t  be  lonely  any more — I  had  a  home,  and  people !
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The lady was sweet and nice, so happy to have a companion. The man wasn’t so sure about me, but he tolerated me because I made the lady happy.  Sometimes the lady and man would leave on trips and  another Lady who lived upstairs would take care of me,  feeding me and playing with me.  I was sad when she went home but she came back later every time.  She gave me my favorite toy, my little pink mouse.
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But after a time  I was sad again, my nice lady was gone away, she died.  The man was so sad, he didn’t know what to do.  But he had a good heart and came to love me, because  I reminded him of the lady.  He got me toys and talked to me, I was happy again.
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Then he was gone too. I was scared and sad again.   When the man died, I couldn’t live there anymore, I didn’t have my own people anymore.     I was very sad.  The man’s son came  there for a while and the nice Lady upstairs tried real hard  to find me  a new home and people,  but it never happened.
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The time came for all of us to leave.  The Lady & Man caged me  .  WHY  are you doing this ?  Please,  no – I’ll be a good cat,  don’t take me there.  I’ll be good , I promise !  Please, no.
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The Lady was crying, I’m crying too.. Why are they doing this ? Everything was fine before, they liked me. The Lady brought me special treats all the time  and petted me  and played red laser dots with me a lot.  She put my favorite toy, the pink mouse, in the cage with me..  She was talking to me  but  I didn’t  want to listen anymore.
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I’m back at that place where I was taken as a kitten, where that nice lady came and got me out.  I do not like it here, at all !   The people that work at this place come by once a day and take some of the cats out of their cages.  They’re scared and we never see them again.  But I  think they’re getting adopted like I did before !  It will be my turn soon,  just like before. I’ll have a new home with nice people again !
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Soon it was my turn to go.  I’m going to be adopted !   A nice girl  held me as she walked, she even brought my little pink mouse too.
I heard someone say  words I didn’t understand :“This is her second time here, she’s too old now.”
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We went into a bright room with tables and cabinets and strange metal things. It smelled funny and it frightened me.  The girl handed me over to a nice man. He held me close, the way I like, and said nice things to me as he  stroked me, and said my name.
I liked that.
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“This won’t hurt a bit, Tessa . . go to sleep, sweetheart”  as he gently slipped the syringe into my leg.
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He laid her down into a cardboard box and tucked the little pink mouse between her paws.
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⦿The Best Years of Our Lives ~1946 film.

Fredric March, Myrna Loy, Dana Andrews. . Best Picture 1946 Oscars.
=13June= Get it while you can – this  film has been removed several times from youtube for copyright


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⦿ Japan’s Truck Gardening Contest

Japan’s Truck Gardening Contest  because : why not !

     Since 2016, a uniquely Japanese event has been held in Osaka each year :
The Kei-tora Gardening Contest. The kei-tora, formally known as the Kei Truck,
is a tiny but practical vehicle common in Japan. Landscape design and gardening
companies participate to see who can come up with the best garden within the
confines of the bed of the truck.

  Full article found on   Spoon & Tamago
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⦿ Happy Land ~1943 film. . . . . . . . . . Don Ameche, Harry Morgan

1943 film.   A  drama of a father dealing, through an unusual process, with the tragedy
of his son killed in WW2.   
Don Ameche, Frances Dee, and a young Harry Morgan
Harry Carey as Grandpa
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⦿ My Mysterious Brain

A  mystery  to  me :  In the past 10 years or so, I’ve noticed a strange thing in myself.
Numerous times when heavily involved in something,  usually either in past ongoing intense cyber chats/ email conversations, or when  engrossed in writing fiction, in the back of my mind I suddenly visualize a particular location for myself, other than where
I actually am at the time.   A few examples for particular situations :: in the living room of my childhood house, sitting on the floor with my laptop in a present day chat, or on a serene lawn under a certain giant oak,  or in a mountain vacation cabin from my teenage years.  This is where I was, in my head, when conversing with particular people.
I have no idea how these images/ vague memories came to be associated with cyber conversations many years later, but once randomly established, they were there for the duration, every time.

The way I came to think of it was : there is a virtual roulette wheel  with real random physical locations represented, which spun until stopping when I began an email or chat conversation with someone.  And that’s the place I would be, with no logic to it.

Always in the back of my mind  I’d be vaguely aware of truly believing I was in these places, as if in a fugue state almost, to the point of when the conversation stopped, I’d be somewhat surprized  and startled to find myself suddenly in my present house.  But it wasn’t with everybody – again, apparently  random.  What’s going on in my brain ! ?  haha    I wonder if this happens to anybody else.

On a smaller scale, often if I randomly recall an incident or memory while doing a particular thing, like making coffee,  then almost every time subsequently that old memory pops up.  It can be quite annoying, as the memories or incidents are not necessarily ones I care to remember endlessly ! General advice for that sort of thing is – just stop thinking about it.  That’s like saying,  stop looking at the purple elephant in the room !
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Another oddity – I read an article in a magazine years ago about a strange condition called Synesthesia, where  some people can ‘see’ certain words, letters, numbers, music, or events as particular colors.
I’d never heard of that,  and found it fascinating.  I mentioned it in passing to my stepmother after my Dad died.

I was flabbergasted when she told me : my Dad had told her  that when I was a little girl,    I was like that !  I’d say things like  ‘Today is a green day, yesterday was yellow , I like the blue fives, they’re pretty’.  My Dad never told me anything about that !  and I have absolutely zero memory of it,  and I no longer ‘experience colors’… although now I wish I still did !
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⦿Just Like Heaven~The Cure live, 2004

One of my all time favorite songs in a live performance from 2004.
Some people react to Robert Smith’s appearance, which has zero to do
with his talents as a songwriter & musician.  He is an individual who lives
as he chooses
with no apologies.
 
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⦿ Porky Pig & Charley the Dog~~~ 1940’s Looney Tunes

Two 1940’s Looney Tunes cartoons. Click link or linked image.

Charley the Dog is determined to be adopted by Porky Pig.
. . .  ‘You ain’t got no dog  and  I ain’t got no master’.

Little Orphan Airedale   1947

https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x44hd9c

Awful Orphan   1949
Image result for charley the dog looney tunes"

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⦿ Sophie’s Choice ~1982 film. Meryl Streep, Kevin Kline

A heavy drama, difficult to watch at times, but unforgettable for the stunning beauty
of the performances.   I was surprized to find this quality upload free on youtube.
Kevin Kline’s first film.


NOTE : English subtitles of the German are hidden for some reason — to access you need
to
 press Pause, then the ‘cc’ button, lower right corner, on youtube
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⦿ What Does It Take (to Win Your Love)~~Junior Walker 1969

Another great oldie that’s like a time capsule of emotion. I remember how I felt then,
the things I thought about, and how my room looked in the dawn as I got ready for
school with the radio on.

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⦿ Bonnie Raitt ~ You Got It

 Bonnie Raitt, 1995.  The 1989 song by Roy Orbison,Tom Petty & Jeff Lynn.
Who doesn’t love Bonnie ! I’ve never heard of a bad word said against her, she is widely respected
for her character & values, as well as talent.   I love her to death !

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⦿Elmer Bernstein – ‘Hollywood & the Stars’ theme

The memorable beautiful theme by Elmer Bernstein for the tv show ‘Hollywood and the Stars’, 1963-64;
also used for a time at the Academy Awards.  A lovely piece of music that so many remember and love.

  To me it evokes a haunting melancholy,  yet at the same time a majestic grandeur..
Bernstein was a prolific composer, with 200+ well-known film & television themes and scores in 50+ years,
for a wide scope of projects : dramas, comedies and westerns — the iconic Magnificent Seven theme, for one.   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elmer_Bernstein
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⦿Palácio da Pena~Sintra, Portugal

Sintra Portugal-in the forest alt view
 I  love-love-love this photo !  It looks like something in a fairy-tale . . enchanting.

These places are in the hidden gardens of the Palácio da Pena ~ Sintra, Portugal.
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Sintra Portugal-the path   Sintra Portugal secret gazebo
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Sintra Portugal hidden stairs

Sintra Portugal - lake tower

Palacio da Pena Sintra Portugal

   . .              thanks to my lovely Portuguese friend  Teresa !
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⦿ Dandelion Wish Central

This just intrigues and amuses me. . . 

A dandelion wish-making facility in L.A.     This was for 2 days only ! 
‘The anonymous art collective simply known as the  Art Department  transformed
a decommissioned building into a secret wish-processing facility.
More pictures on the Art Department site.


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The full story is interesting, find the article on HyperAllergic
https://www.messynessychic.com/2019/05/27/13-things-i-found-on-the-internet-today-vol-cccliii/
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⦿ some more funny cats

 people still like funny cats on the internet


Did you tell me ‘NO’ ?!
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cat-cooking
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My mom told me  I’m  ‘special’ !
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   Viking Patrol 
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my dumbass cat does this–and there’s been NO drip for 2+ yrs
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and make it snappy . .


The Boss
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  ‘Honey,  your cat is drunk… again!’
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. . . . . .     cat paw sox !

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⦿ Nazis in the house

 I was remembering the time years ago when I was in France on a 2 month working vacation. A young man we worked with graciously took us to his family’s country home in a town near Paris  for a weekend.  (I’ve forgotten the name of the town).  His lovely mother still lived there, as she had as a young newlywed when the Nazis  occupied France in 1941.  Her husband was off  fighting in the war, it was just she and her mother in the house. 
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She told me that one day 4 or 5 Nazis came along the country road, barging into houses at will  ‘because they could’.  In her house they demanded a meal to be prepared, with the best wine, as they ransacked the house.  They opened books, inspected photos, opened all cabinets and drawers, etc.  They took jewelry, some other small family heirlooms, liquor, and cash, and flicked cigar ashes on her rugs…. just being the a–hole  pigs that Nazis were.  So it was not only Jews who were targeted, it was anyone they pleased to terrorize, including 2 frightened women alone… just ‘because they could’.
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As this sweet lady was telling me about the incident she began to weep and sob.  At that point it had been many years since that day, but to her it was like yesterday.  My heart ached for her.  And  I realized I was in the very same room where  actual Nazis had stood, a living history — that blew my mind !

.no Nazis !
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⦿ Buzzin’ Fly -Tim Buckley 1969

A beautiful & sweet emotional love song by Tim Buckley from the Happy Sad  album, 1969.
A sad ending from a heroin overdose in 1975, only 28 yrs old.
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Buzzin’ Fly
I wanna know  everything about you …I wanna know  everything about you…
What makes ya smile, what makes ya wild,  what makes ya love me this way,  Darlin’  I wanna know. . . 
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⦿ High-Diving Giraffes & Trampoline Elephant

‘High-Diving Giraffes’ – an odd but charming realistic CGI digital animation.
Giraffes just wanna have fun. . .

 

.giraffe-shades   Hey !  No running by the pool !
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Trampoline Elephant

 

⦿ Cannibals – Mark Knopfler 1996

A feel-good Zydeco thing,  &  not about cannibals !
from  ‘A Night in London’ concert, live 1996  –  with a long intro w/Sonny Landreth.
This is wild  at the end  and everyone has a good time !

big strong daddy,  big strong boy,  livin’ in a big strong land’

‘once upon  time there were cannibals, now there are no cannibals anymore’

⦿Jefferson Airplane ~ She Has Funny Cars & It’s No Secret

because  I  like  the  classic oldies.
R.I.P.  Paul  Jan 2016 …. R.I.P.  Marty  Sept 2018

     She  Has  Funny  Cars .  from Surrealistic Pillow 1966  Flash ! Paradise
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     It’s  No  Secret 

 

             Paul,  Grace  &  Marty  1966
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⦿ Hurricane – Bob Dylan 1976


the story of Rubin ‘Hurricane’ Carter and his unjust arrest   &   20 year imprisonment
 
  with the lovely Scarlett Rivera on fiddle.

Dylan was sued  by Patty Valentine for using her name & had to pay her off and delete
her name from future issues of the record..but people know  the original recording.
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[complete lyrics]

Pistols shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out “My God they killed them all”
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
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Three bodies lying there does Patty see
And another man named Bello moving around mysteriously
“I didn’t do it” he says and he throws up his hands
“I was only robbing the register I hope you understand
I saw them leaving” he says and he stops
“One of us had better call up the cops”
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashing
In the hot New Jersey night.
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Meanwhile far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Patterson that’s just the way things go
If you’re black you might as well not show up on the street
‘Less you wanna draw the heat.
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Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said “I saw two men running out they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates”
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said “Wait a minute boys this one’s not dead”
So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
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Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says “Why’d you bring him in here for ? He ain’t the guy !”
Yes here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
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Four months later the ghettos are in flame
Rubin’s in South America fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley’s still in the robbery game
And the cops are putting the screws to him
looking for somebody to blame

“Remember that murder that happened in a bar ?”
“Remember you said you saw the getaway car?”
“You think you’d like to play ball with the law ?”
“Think it might-a been that fighter you saw running that night ?”
“Don’t forget that you are white”
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Arthur Dexter Bradley said “I’m really not sure”
Cops said “A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we’re talking to your friend Bello
Now you don’t wanta have to go back to jail be a nice fellow
You’ll be doing society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain’t no Gentleman Jim”
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.Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
It’s my work he’d say and I do it for pay
And when it’s over I’d just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
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All of Rubin’s cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin’s witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
The DA said he was the one who did the deed.
And the all-white jury agreed.
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Rubin Carter was falsely tried
The crime was murder ‘one’,  guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand ?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
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Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell

That’s the story of the Hurricane
But it won’t be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he’s done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
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⦿I’m Every Woman –Chaka Khan & Can’t Get Enough of Your Love – Barry White

Youngsters take note– this is how it’s done,  1970s  old school

 CHAKA KHAN – I’m Every Woman   ‘Chaka Khan – Chaka Khan – Chaka Khan’
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BARRY WHITE  – Can’t Get Enough of Your Love    
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