Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? I hope you instagramed it because it'd get you like 10,000 new followers.
I left England after I accidentally killed a man in a basement bare knuckle boxing match in east London. I shipped out with a Chinese freighter working the kitchen and playing the captain at chess. For years we sailed the seas hauling freight and visiting the ugliest ports in the world until one day I woke up in New Orlean's brothel knowing that I could never return to sea.
I hitchhiked the states visiting every two bit tourist attraction I could find from giant plastic dinosaurs to bottle forests in search of the Americana I remembered from my childhood in England. The things I'd seen on Happy Days and read in comic books.
Eventually, outlawed in 35 states, I reached California where the heady mix of nonchalance and sunshine resonated with my soul.