The Dirt Bike Town Junkyard was where the criminals lived. They were the Rust People. They were the Stinks Like Shit Because it is Shit People. They cared. They cared about the criminals they were. They ran the Dirt Bike Whore Business in Dirt Bike Town. The whores were from Dodge. Kansas whores. Kar Kleaner whores. Kelly’s Pool Hall. There was free Jack Daniels at Kelly’s. In Dirt Bike Town nothing, nothing was free. Not a goddamn thing. Especially Jack Daniels. The junkyard had old parts and in Dirt Bike Town, you used used parts from the sacrifice of Job and his bones at the Dirt Bike Town Funeral Home And Bike Parts. People ask me if I have ever had sex on dirt bike. My eyes to the sky. “Umm. It’s a dirt bike.”