| Current mood: |  tired |
| Current music: | The Cars "It's All I Can Do" |
Nobody told me there'd be days like this
. . . While the noise level crept back to normal next door, Loretta glanced out the window. She watched as her neighbors pulled Dewey's limo driver out of the vehicle, hanging him upside down by his ankles. As they shook him and moved him side to side, he screamed, quarters and dimes and an asthma inhaler hitting the ground.
The children fell upon the change like jackals upon a steak filet. A tussle commenced among a few of the women before one of them snatched up the asthma inhaler and tucked it like a tiny periscope down the front of her pink tube top next to a pack of Salem 100s . . .
-from A Barber for a Bald Man
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