Neither one of us knew which way to go. She sipped it slowly. Maggie, Maggie, Maggie, pretty Maggie Moneyeyes. The rain continued its march across the city.
But it didn’t matter, because the person I was trying to talk to couldn’t hear me. “Fine, just fine,”he would say, finally. Everywhere you go, all the towns look the same with Burger Kings and McDonald’s and 7-Elevens andTaco Bells and motels and shopping centers. The inference that he could be bought was disgusting.
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