Anonymous wrote:There's a big hayfield up near Buxton. You know where Buxton is? There's one hayfield in particular.It's got a long rock wall with a big oak tree at the north end. It's like something out of a Robert Frost poem. .. find that spot.
At the base of that wall, you'll find a rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield. Piece of black, volcanic glass. Bury your emergency fund under that.
And then, come to Mexico. Break your parole and cross at some rinky dink town in Texas. Join me on the beach, and movie will fade out there.