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Thursday, 18 April 2013

Night of the Gun


         Then i remembered i had jumped my best friend outside a bar. And now that i thought about it that was before i tried to kick down his door and broke a window in his house. And then i recalled, just for a second, the look of horror and fear on his sister's face, a woman i adored. In fact i had been such a jerk that my best friend had to point a gun at me to make me go away. Then i remembered i'd lost my job.

Night of the Gun
David Carr
2008

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