put a vision of the perfect man in your head. think of the other guy that is standing behind him and wondering why he's there, that is me.
"East" the grizzled man spat out. My car window growled in protest as I pushed the window button to close. I had asked the man nicely where the nearest exit was and still everyone in town growled, snorted, and generally were unwashed or irritated that someone would interrupt their day. I had made the mistake of turning off the highway an hour ago in search of a gas station that could refuel my Cadillac. A half hour of driving through four streets and ten avenues resulted in one gas station and 2 closed stores and none of them willing to even let me buy gas or direct me out of this dingy to...
More..David Olshaski
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