Luyện nghe bài hát Simultaneous

So, the first I saw him was at the annual city festival
at the end of the plaza on, uh, Punker
also known as the of Misfits.
Um, it's like a of black leather
and Army surplus and boots,
and egg-white hairdos and Mohawks,
and second-generation Exploited and Minor Threat and Sex patches and stuff.
Basically a haven for the punk-y, rock-y,
goth-y, types.
And uh, and he was, like, right in the middle of it all.
Um, oversize foam yellow cowboy hat, and plastic
'R Us pistols, and a holster.
Off-white dashiki, uh, shirt and tattered bell jeans.
Leathered feet. cigarette finger stains.
And he was an island an island and I just
of had to know more.
So, I, uh, I sat with him for hours to try and get a
on his insanity.
Every third was met with, you know,
an but unusual response, and, you know,
the exchange,
it kind of warranted continuing the conversation
he was, he was interesting.
Of course the other of my efforts were
dismissed while he took in the constant of the festival
crowd all us:
the raging of multi-cultural music, art, food, families.
All of this with his at full volume. I think it was
Foreigner through the headphones.
And I asked "Maybe, you know, maybe you can that
so we can talk?" and he replied,
"Can you hear me?" and I "Yes", and he said
"Well, it's fine."
He never really pretended-not once-to be to organize
all chaos that was going on around us. He just
chose which pieces to focus on.
Well, you know, after a few hours we seemed to have
of our stride, found our rhythm.
Kinda into it and we're having these intermittent
conversations, flipping back and forth the chaos
and the focus.
And just kinda out of nowhere, he seemed to become
a little unsettled and disturbed, and I asked him was
wrong,
and he just blurted out "Peanut, and syrup" and then
he looked at me like I would know that means.
And then he said, "you have any... do you any
batteries?" So basically his was running out of
power and he just batteries.
So before I could even and ask one of our fellow
for some double-A's, he grabbed my face with
both hands, and then for the time in the entire
conversation he gave me his complete and attention
-completely present-and said,
"We will never know peace until three people can
look each other straight in the eye."

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