See, I'm in Salem, OR, on business for a few days. I got kinda bored so I wandered around downtown(!?) Salem for a couple hours last night looking for the "cool place" to hang out. (There isn't one.)

Failing that, I stumbled into a mall - and a good sized one for such a small town. There was a Nordstrom's and a few other Mall staple stores. But then I walked past a salon staffed entirely by skinheads. Then the Romper Stomper soundtrack popped into my head. At first it was scary, then just plain weird. I mean, who wants a skinhead hair-dresser? I mean, they all shave their damn heads! It was surreal in the most extreme way. And I didn't like it. So I found a bar and drank scotch.

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