Conclusion

Fall 1970. The Woodstock generation ends abruptly with Altamont. Hendrick and Joplin O.D. on drugs. The booming stock market crashes. Campus unrest and racial violence escalate. Vietnam rages on. Now it’s 1998. Almost 30 years after the eventful several months of early 1970 inalterably change the course of so many lives. Buster successfully managed B […]

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Epilogue

Dust is whipped up by a hot, strong blow from the south. All around the carnival people solemnly prepare themselves. Dressing up in their fancy duds, their Sunday go to meetin’ clothes. Inside their tent, Sweetie is straining to button up the top button of Brian’s too tight for him shirt. He doesn’t like dressing […]

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Scene 28

Lindsay in Agnes (and Butch’s) Trailer. Alone in his room. Lindsay is dutifully packing up his most essential shit in a knap-sack. Several pairs of pants, three or four pairs of underwear and socks and a half dozen shirts. He also has a large black plastic trash bag and a doubled brown paper grocery sack. […]

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Scene 27

Rain gradually dissipates, then stops altogether. The huge autumn sun beams over the horizon. The cold, damp chill of the evening begins to wane. The ground is drenched with night’s outpour, thick with mud. A crowd of soggy carnies congregate near the epicenter of police activity. At least 20 officers, several in plain clothes. At least […]

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Scene 26

Cops storm the campsite. They kick the Hobos’ feet to wake them up. They slowly raise them from their slumber. “Hey, you get up. Come on now up with you.” Another works on Frank. “Say buddy, you seen an oriental half breed? Frank moans and grumbles. Then he smiles at the officer with missing teeth. […]

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Scene 25

Mid-morning inside Agnes and Butchs’ Trailer. They are very hung over from the night before. Both moving slowly and painfully through the bleakness of a new day.  The tailer is totally disheveled. They look like they had been through war. Articles of clothes thrown everywhere. Dirty dishes in and around the sink. Agnes’ hair matted […]

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Scene 24

Agnes and Butch are enjoying a private party, a particularly wild one. Butch hoists her up, onto the kitchen sink counter and humps her like a crazy man. He’s way drunk and not presenting an exceptionally graceful or stylish performance. Agnes is moaning and groaning loudly, “OOOhhh, Ahhh… Yeees. Ohhh. Yessss…” Plates, cups, bottles, and […]

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Scene 23

Swirling carnival attractions. Throngs of people riding, playing and enjoying themselves. B & J Carnivals were back in business. Now they were the darlings of the media. The press always root for the underdog. With the robbery, Butch became the apparent victim instead of the potential perpetrator. Any suspected wrong doing was easily and happily […]

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Scene 22

In the depth of night Lobo is jolted to consciousness by the sound of a pack of hunting dogs barking in the distance. He was weary. Bone tired. He rouses himself. He has got to get going before they get any closer. Catch his scent. He forces himself awake and stumbles along river bank. Making […]

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Scene 21

Several days later detective Chuck Alvarez returns to conduct a follow-up interview with Butch and Agnes. They congregate around the crampled kitchen table. Even though Agnes is sporting a bra, in an effort to look respectable for the occasion, still looks very whorish. Inspector Alvarez is squeezed behind the counter side. Butch and Agnes have […]

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