Axl lay awake in his custom built hammock, misremembering his past as he was wont to do; but then:
"This band life is a pile of shit" he heard himself think, then say, then scream out loud.
"Fuck it, I am DONE" he yelled.
Axl shotgunned a Red Bull then rode his out of tune Vespa aimlessly,until it ran out of gas.
Hungry, tired and alone, Axl curled up on a park bench and entered the rapturous land of dreams.
He was awoken by the presence of a stranger, a woman in a gravy-stained Walgreens work outfit.
"I'm a lost and lonely sheep, what can I do?"
Axl looked into her bloodshot eyes then gently held and kissed her.
Strangers in the night...
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