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Left the house to catch the bus down town to the Crazy Coconut. I had so much make-up on I could hardly move my face, which is a plus really because it meant I wouldn’t be tempted to go for full-on smiling. I was a vision in black leather. Prayed to God Mutti didn’t go through her wardrobe before I could sneak things back in.

When the bus arrived and we got on I couldn’t believe it. The driver was Mobile Elvis!! Sadly he remembered us and said “Bonsoir”. And charged us full fare.