Monkey wrenched on Autobahn 9

Behind every hangover there’s another song.

Here’s some hangover-driven inspired inner dialogue that mugged me with a monkey wrench on the road when fleeting through never-ending windmill-land on my last soujorn east coming back from Raw Love

George at the wheel. Devouring Autobahn 9. And outside: Windmills.

Transformative. Ugly. Gigantic. Mind-bending. Hypnotic.

Like my hangover.

Enjoy the recycled, environmentally-less-damaging, clip: Monkey wrench

 

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