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After
recovering
a
bit
I
noticed
a
pier
that
went
out
over
the
reservoir
.
I
walked
out
on
the
pier
and
came
to
a
large
metal
box
bolted
to
the
side
of
the
pier
.
It
was
locked
with
a
padlock
.
There
was
probably
a
telephone
in
there
!
I
could
phone
for
help
!
I
went
and
found
a
large
rock
and
started
smashing
it
against
the
lock
.
It
wouldn
’
t
give
.
What
the
hell
would
Jack
London
do
?
What
would
Hemingway
do
?
Jean
Genet
?
I
kept
smashing
the
rock
against
the
lock
.
Sometimes
I
missed
and
my
hand
hit
the
lock
or
the
metal
box
itself
.
Skin
ripped
,
blood
flowed
.
I
gathered
myself
and
gave
the
lock
one
final
blow
.
It
opened
.
I
took
it
off
and
opened
the
metal
box
.
There
was
no
telephone
.
There
were
a
series
of
switches
and
some
heavy
cables
.
I
reached
in
,
touched
a
wire
,
and
got
a
terrible
shock
.
Then
I
pulled
a
switch
.
I
heard
the
roar
of
water
.
Out
of
3
or
4
of
the
holes
in
the
concrete
face
of
the
dam
shot
giant
white
jets
of
water
.
I
pulled
another
switch
.
Three
or
four
other
holes
opened
up
,
releasing
tons
of
water
.
I
pulled
a
third
switch
and
the
whole
dam
let
loose
.
I
stood
and
watched
the
water
pouring
forth
.
Maybe
I
could
start
a
flood
and
cowboys
would
come
on
horses
or
in
rugged
little
pickup
trucks
to
rescue
me
.
I
could
see
the
headline
:
HENRY
CHINASKI
,
MINOR
POET
,
FLOODS
UTAH
COUNTRYSIDE
IN
ORDER
TO
SAVE
HIS
SOFT
LOS
ANGELES
ASS
.
I
decided
against
it
.
I
threw
all
the
switches
back
to
normal
,
closed
the
metal
box
,
and
hung
the
broken
lock
back
on
it
.
I
left
the
reservoir
,
found
another
road
up
the
way
,
and
began
following
it
.
This
road
seemed
more
used
than
the
other
.
I
walked
along
.
I
had
never
been
so
tired
.
I
could
hardly
see
.
Suddenly
there
was
a
little
girl
about
5
years
old
walking
towards
me
.
She
wore
a
little
blue
dress
and
white
shoes
.
She
looked
frightened
when
she
saw
me
.
I
tried
to
look
pleasant
and
friendly
as
I
edged
towards
her
.
"
Little
girl
,
don
’
t
go
away
.
I
won
’
t
hurt
you
.
I
’
M
LOST
!
Where
are
your
parents
?
Little
girl
,
take
me
to
your
parents
!
"
The
little
girl
pointed
.
I
saw
a
trailer
and
a
car
parked
up
ahead
.
"
HEY
,
I
’
m
LOST
!
"
I
shouted
.
"
CHRIST
,
AM
I
GLAD
TO
SEE
YOU
.
"
Lydia
stepped
around
the
side
of
the
trailer
.
Her
hair
was
done
up
in
red
curlers
.
"
Come
on
,
city
boy
,
"
she
said
.
"
Follow
me
home
.
"
"
I
’
m
so
glad
to
see
you
,
baby
,
kiss
me
!
"
