I still remember walking past the women's dorms at good old SWTSU in the spring of 1972 and hearing music from Carole King's album TAPESTRY coming through what seemed like every open window. Somebody, my roommate, maybe, joked that there must be a law saying that every college girl had to own a copy of that album. I thought most of the songs on it were okay. This is probably the one I like the best.
An Excerpt from QUANTUM MORTIS: A MAN DISRUPTED
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