'My baby,' she went on, 'will be an acid expert.'
'Something like a wine taster?' I asked.
'Exactly! It's a crime we birds don't have hash in our tits instead of milk. We were all born free,' she said, washing her armpits, 'but we live in irons because of law snobs. That's the big gap, Yank. Freedom. Not age. Freedom is beautiful. Freedom is the whole trip. My baby will not live in irons. My baby will live life to its fullest happening. My baby will be born a free ape who will sleep and smoke and share the needle with any other ape in a free world, because that's what it's all about.'
'Something like a wine taster?' I asked.
'Exactly! It's a crime we birds don't have hash in our tits instead of milk. We were all born free,' she said, washing her armpits, 'but we live in irons because of law snobs. That's the big gap, Yank. Freedom. Not age. Freedom is beautiful. Freedom is the whole trip. My baby will not live in irons. My baby will live life to its fullest happening. My baby will be born a free ape who will sleep and smoke and share the needle with any other ape in a free world, because that's what it's all about.'
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