When a fresh-faced guy in a Chevy offered him a lift, Parker told him to go to hell. The guy said ' Screw you buddy' , yanked his Chevy back into the stream of traffic and roared on down to the tollbooths. Parker spat in the right-hand lane, lit his last cigarette and walked across the George Washington bridge.
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