There was always a Precipice of Destruction, Updated 8/5/20

Hiroshima, August 6, 1945. The day the Baby Boom began, in the flesh.

August 6, 1945. First Babe of the Boom. The Book of Willie.

When Harry was a child he thought as a 
child, and decided never to change.

When he was 22 Harry bought himself a Rolls Royce. And a Learjet.

Then he became a megastar. He had his own 
church, by gar. Which predicted everything.

Then something bad happened. He got arrested, tried, convicted, and sentenced to death. Right before he escaped. After three days. But someone died on his account.

Her name was Marisa. He retired thereafter to Rio.

We DO know the celebrity guest list was long at his 40th B’day.
The twin towers on the balcony? That’s a whole other question.

 What life is like. Even for messiahs.

What’s not clear is that Harry even attended his 40th Birthday Party. We can be reasonably sure he didn’t die, because we’d have heard about it, just as we did with Escobar, who was reputedly his best customer. He has checked in once or twice on previous round number birthdays, even his 70th, still claiming to be the Man in White. Sigh. 

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