Imagine if you will, dear listener, several nights earlier, the 17th of July, 1982. The by now well-known maroon pick-up truck slowed to a stop and the driver leant out of his window at the young woman standing alone, under a streetlamp. Hands on hips, Gisele Lovvorn, strode towards him. “Looking for a good time, honey?” she called in a weary voice. He gestured her into the vehicle.
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