Holy Jesus! A HST one!
Fear and Loathing on the Playground
by Hunter S Thompson (Age 8)
Strange memories on this nervous afternoon on the playground. Five minutes later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least since Pokemon was on this morning while eating a bowl of Fruit Loops -the kind of sugar peak that never comes again. The playground in the afternoon was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run … but no tag, no dodgeball or kick the can or red light/green light can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant… .
Fun trivia! Hunter’s mother was a librarian and he was always surrounded by books. At age 12 he started his own local newspaper, writing and printing and selling it. (PS - great graphic!)
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