Postcard Written With A Broken Hand

Dear Pete

Well I'm flat broke in Barstow, California, and let me tell you, it’s one rough place. The girl I told you about, well I caught her with a guy in the back of this bar called The Katz. Well the guy ended up kicking the shit out of me and he even broke my right hand, and now I don't even have a room to stay in

Now I'm living in the back yard of this old man’s house, but he don't watch TV. And let me tell you, it's hard to make it through the day without having one. Hope you got my money order for $15 dollars, you know I'll get you the rest when I can

Your friend
Walter