Somewhere along the way, a lot earlier than i wanted to think about, alcohol's smile had become a grin, then just bared teeth. Whole chunks of my life had fallen into that maw. Friends, intentions, memories, years.
Eye of the Cricket
James Sallis
1997
https://books.google.co.uk/books?id=sdSEAAAAQBAJ&pgjames salliseyeofthecricke
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