THE SUMMER OF 1974 WAS QUITE EVENTFUL...I LOOKED OUT MY WINDOW ONE NIGHT AND WHO WOULD I SEE BUT MR. STEVEN STRANG SLEEPING ON A LAWN CHAIR .
STEVE RAN AWAY FROM MY FATHER AND WAS NOW TO MOVE IN WITH MY GREAT AUNT FLORIE , WHO LIVED JUST BELOW US .
WITHIN DAYS THAT LITTLE OLD BAPTIST LADY WOULD HAVE HER SPARE BEDROOM TRANSFORMED INTO A PORN SHOP .
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