The best gift I ever received from a man came on my nineteenth birthday. Artie told me he had nothing planned until the evening, when he’d try to scrape up enough money to take me out to dinner. Meanwhile, he had to run an errand for Dennis, his roommate, and would I come along? Dennis had given him an address to find on Market Street, and Artie wasn’t sure just where it was. I was not exactly busy, so I joined Artie in the trip across town. We parked his semi-devastated sports car in a public garage and ambled down Market Street, he checking the street numbers, I shuffling dejectedly through discarded trash, to which I felt akin.
"Is this 1192 Market Street?" he asked me. We stood in front of the Orpheum Theatre where Hair was playing. Live! Theater! Gimme a head with hair, long, beautiful hair! Why had Dennis sent us here?
The best gift I ever received from a man came on my nineteenth birthday. Artie told me he had nothing planned until the evening, when he’d try to scrape up enough money to take me out to dinner. Meanwhile, he had to run an errand for Dennis, his roommate, and would I come along? Dennis had given him an address to find on Market Street, and Artie wasn’t sure just where it was. I was not exactly busy, so I joined Artie in the trip across town. We parked his semi-devastated sports car in a public garage and ambled down Market Street, he checking the street numbers, I shuffling dejectedly through discarded trash, to which I felt akin."Is this 1192 Market Street?" he asked me. We stood in front of the Orpheum Theatre where Hair was playing. Live! Theater! Gimme a head with hair, long, beautiful hair! Why had Dennis sent us here?
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