Flint arouses my curiosity. past, back and back and back to his birth in Lewistown, Montana, near GreatFalls, thirty-six years ago; every day of his life rig ose wives [married before their men had becomenickelodeon idols] were inside slugging the spiked gin-punc ” “ Well, what’ re your mother and father’ s names?” Then I started laughing, and working my jeans down again.
Jenny was rubbing her goddam wrist and looking like a whipped spaniel. I had played here, and built a world for myself here,from dreams and loneliness. I’ve never knockedanyone up, so ergo I don’t know any abortionists. Now that you’ve been properly humbled, let us hope our paths never cross again.
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