Fit For A King

This is the dump, er house, that I lived in with these guys in Powell River in 1970. We had a dead fish in a birdcage out front and a pressure cooker inside to make moonshine.
I’m not in the picture, not sure where I was, but it was around this time that I hitchhiked across the country and back again, so maybe that’s where I was.

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