The man that sat in front of her reeked of Arimas. And if not for the Arimas, he would have reeked of menthol cigarettes. She smiled at him. Radiantly. Behind his back she called him greaseball. “So, Maggie. Tell me what’s going on with Detroit,” he said. “Not Detroit, Geo. Just Lerner.” He frowned. “But […]
That night, after Lenny got home, he couldn’t sleep. But not for lack of trying. He tossed and turned. He watched TV. He smoked a joint… He did some soldering on the sub-woofer of his surround sound. He vacuumed his fish tank. He got Griffin stoned by blowing smoke in his face and pestered him […]
Bottles rattled as an enormous man–his hands, big as shovel scoops–pulled the dolly up the steps and onto the platform. Once there, he wedged it between the bar and himself, easing it into an upright position, careful not to upend the boxes stacked high, emblazoned with the names Jack Daniels, W.L. Weller, Makers Mark and […]
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