Roadtrip: The ¡Gramango! Edition

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About The Author

Insert author bio text here. Oh, right. The author thinks it’s odd to refer to himself like he’s someone else, so you’ll have to bear with me. I’m a human (as far as I know) who can be politely described by other humans by using the word eccentric. I like to write, run, take long strolls through the forest, and spend time with friends and family. I don’t love long road trips, but I’ll do what I have to do.

But that’s all what I do, not really who I am. I’m… well I’m just like everyone else, a being of energy in a body made of energy living on a world made of energy floating in a nothingness that is not nothing but a something, that something being made of energy. To quote Jim Carrey, “We’re just conscious awareness dancing for itself for no other reason but to stay amused.” I’m the awareness, and so are you, the only difference is that I put it together nicely in a book.

Oh, also, because I know you’re going to read this when you’re fucking stealing my work, whoever’s behind the whole The Koppiey Company thing? Yeah, go fuck yourself. |The [r]Un[n]i[ng] Edition|, give me a fucking break. Your table of contents wasn’t even right, clown. Step to the left of me.

Suddenly this is a full page… gasp!



Hello again, hypothetical reader. Thank you for checking out Roadtrip: The ¡Gramango! Edition. I hope you enjoyed. If you’d like to help support my work, you can purchase a paperback copy of the book here.