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San Francisco, California Hell's Angels Are In The Tent Beside Yours Age 23   I am scared out of my mind.  We are in a campground in Northern California and a gang of Hell's Angels have just swarmed into the campground beside ours.    A day before, I met Eileen at the Ride Centre in San Francisco, and our driver Rudy as well.   We are headed for Canada in the red sports convertible of Rudy, who is a maniac driver as well as a non-stop talker, who delights in baiting Eileen, who is up on all the latest feminist best-sellers.   Eileen is a handsome girl from NYC who is going to university in Bellingham, she has been visiting her dad in san Francisco, as I have been visiting my Aunt Dorothy.  Rudy is the son of a wealthy garment manufacturer from Montreal, who has sensibly provided his boy with a hand-gun.   We sleep in our tent, or more accurately, Rudy and Eileeen sleep in our tent.  They have informed me that I have nothing to worry about, as the Hell's Angels will occupy themselves.   Having stronger imaginative tendencies, I ask for and receive the pistol which I place beside my sleeping bag.  I put my hand on the gun, and I do not fall asleep, as I hear the partying, the hollering, and the maniac sounds of men getting drunker and drunker by the hour.  By the time the motorcycle gang decides to call it a night, the sun is coming up.   I am full of fresh air and anxiety.  Not only that, I still believe prayers work, and I pray every minute, Just get me out of this, please just get me out of this, and I will be the goodest person who ever lived, I will give lots of money to charity, etc.   Hey, and if it's so safe to share camping ground with Hell's Angel's then where are all the other stories like mine?

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