After what I hope is the last night I will ever sleep in a flophouse so filthy we elect the bare mattress over the sheets, I am ready to be reunited with the Avion. I have all the stamps, receipts and official paperwork. But not a broker. Which, as it turns out, is the only way to pay slightly fewer bribes and payoffs than I do today. But in truth I’d sell a finger to get back on the road with my own home over my head.
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