Two Dead Buffaloes

Aemillius is on the verge of a break, not very big or powerful. Not one having much to do with science or the universe or the human condition but East London's greatest treasures. There aren't many and there is a lot of it is banal and flat, but Em The Proper Platoon of Pioneering Neurotics (more commonly referred to as the PIN- the I is absent but implicit) and the wonderous Hugo, have made it their plan to really get to the root of all their teenaged troubles by breaking tombstones, following the teachings of high-end androgynous fashion of both, Eastern and Western philosophers. The most important bit though is the trip. The trip on bougiest of LCD tabs, and onto one's sexuality and the trip to Tweebuffelsmeteenskootmorsdoodgeskietfontein. (a long name but a short history) all of which have a vital part in coming of age. Because that it is what this is, a flimsy tittle tattle of a young grown boy's slink into manhood, with only questionable friendships and a single barely working ear to guide him.