'There must be some kind of way out of here' said the joker to the thief.
The first line of 'All Along The Watchtower' by Dylan/Hendrix.
Joker? Thief? Out of where?
Ok, so let's try the last line....
'Outside in the cold distance, a wildcat did growl. Two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl.'
That's it. That's how the song ends. So what happens next?
Interested?
If so, welcome to my Watchtower.
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