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Met a woman on the bus ride out from Illinois, and off the bus in San Francisco she took me over to a place she said I could 'crash'; a small Victorian on Cole Street, half-block north of Haight Street, with splashes of yellow, and if I remember, vinery hanging from the partially enclosed front porch.
Slept on the kitchen floor of a seventeen year old couple, who were from Antioch, Ohio, which was coincidentally the same town as Antioch College, where my girl friend MaryJ of DC had attended. After I found my own place, I used to go back over there some evenings to practice Buddhist mediation and exercises with them and a few others who would drop in. Two things big in vogue at that time were the Buddhist meditation and unprocessed brown rice. Never liked rice; and tried the full lotus crossed legs position until the whole of my right shin from knee to ankle, went numb for at least a month.
Eventually we had a falling out. I went with them to Berkeley one evening, to visit a guy who raised worms, in their what-else Volkswagen. I sat in the car with the women waiting and said a few things that sounded conservative to the young-come-latelys. I could read the young women's minds her and her friend. Now I am the enemy what have we here ? But all the while he her boyfriend was trying to be buds with me, get me to make money for him, he being the idea-man, me something of a donkey cross, and maybe she got jealous, or she had to guard the gate to make herself useful, and after that they seemed to become cold, distant - never saying anything - but reordering their meditation schedule, so as I discerned to exclude me.
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