God, what a difference one summer can make! Five months ago, I was finishing my sophomore year at Ferguson High School, better known to the locals as Furry Scum High, home of the Wishy-Washy Wolverines. I couldn't convince my parents to let me take Drivers Ed, but I at least used their refusal on that front to get them to buy me a Muni pass, "so I can go make trouble in some other neighborhood, snatch purses from little old ladies, maybe hold up a liquor store or two -- you know, the same old stuff I'd be doing if you let me get my driver's license." Then again, I'm almost afraid they'd rather I pull that kind of shit than what I really do with my afternoons.
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