[LOBO]
Before there was LOBOnia, there was America -a vast and untamed frontier.
When we arrived on the Nina, the Pinto, and the Santa Fe, we all had major issues: the Ellis Island locals -"Indians"- had lost our luggage, and gave us a lot of shit about our passports. But I rented horses and a wagon from AVIS, and a few of us struck out west.
For our Destiny.
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"Sapphire has been fighting that grizzly bear for hours," Flandsa Ha’asasanba yelled over the windy blizzard two months later. "We should help her! I am cold and hungry, and she is trying to get us bear meat and a pelt."
"I got ten bucks on the bear," I yells back. "Fuck that. Besides, the dashboard on this wagon is giving me low tire pressure warnings. That's totally unfixable. We should use the wagon for a fire and eat the horses!"
And that is why, to this day, I live in Chicago.
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