I said, “Let me run the numbers and get back to you, Buck.” I think about him sometimes, that fucking leisure suit the color of bubble gum, a spade in his hand to dig a grave for what he loved but could not save, the night he lost our only joint in the Sheriff’s truck …
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... a sight that can never be unseen! Thank you for a rip-roaring ride, Shadow!! I think this character (the nude one) needs a whole series of stories. Hmmmm?