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aretha en rt ny “ns a unre bine Une nat Bal nn eee a a A me ee we oe Serkan am thers nt ys mA Mid a A : ms ih te i en a ke eee rr I Ses Aer - * ie © rt lh tte ___QCTOBER 231d, 1975/ISSUE NO. 198 _ mt ee re nD Hare i es SS ot Peo oe ———— - . t + By Howanrb Konn AND Davip WEIR stops and reached San Francisco in the predawn darkness. i bi , i t Copyright? 1975 Raniine Stone. All rights reserved. The three fuvitives drove to a black ghetto with rows of | oi, uy ATTY HE? TEST and Emily Harris waited | ramshackle Victorians—and sought out a friend. Bill and 7 yi : } / ona grimy Los Angeles street, fighting their emo- Emily’s knocks brought the man sleepy-eyed to the door. | ti "tions as they listened to aradio rebroadcasting the “You're alive!” Then he panicked. “You can’t stay here. |i DG . sounds of their fri¢nds _-——— : The whole state is gonna be i! . f ils = dying. On a nearby cor- 7 | crawling with pigs looking for {; | | : | _ her Bill Harris dickered over the: | | you.” He gave them five dollars Leed j -5 owt ofa battered old car. and shut the door. “Don't cone ws away, cifle care a * esjhahag in the Years. tantly be !! The Harrises returned to the -; car and twisted the ignitien Key. 1 back.” a r ) TT TL ea! oe ee ng ttatlh ag tocs a ? ee Pa REIN tease tnirs ig eS ban ol St hie heaters 2, SS rey & m : Pest —— : ne eee pole” E —— r 7 Aad ated ates aed 24 Sa *, Re Phy ape oa he net ope es oe 2c 1 aE Re is