The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Annals of Crime #47

Original Caption:

Chicago -- Four prisoners at the Cook County jail display markings worn by the Pachuco Terrorist gang. 17 prisoners at the jail were found to have similar tattoo and ink markings after more than 250 were examined. Only one of them actually admitted being a Pachuco. The gang has a secret code, and takes pride in narcotics addiction, beatings, rape and robbery. The dots surrounding the cross supposedly represent the number of arrests the individual has to his credit. (1954)

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