Why Mothers Fear the Lost Guitar
Issue #35
Winter 1984
Only a desperado would leave a guitar in the high weeds near the cooling tower. We fear that children, slavering Kool Aid, will stare into that deep, fringed eye, and go alien, hop-ups, strings pulled too tight along their thin...
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