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JUKEBOX IN the candy
store is thumping away. I can hear it from my room through the house. All the
windows is open. It's dark already, Saturday night. The whole neighborhood
goofed, everybody. Yeah, it's payday. Bottles'll be busting in the street all
night, winos brawling, whores walking around and standing in doorways.
Yeah, a crazy night,
everybody rich. Tomorrow they'll be poor again, but that don't matter now. Ask
my old man. Yeah, if you can find him. Midnight he'll be laying in the gutter.
Four in the morning he'll be coming up the stairs. Moms'll be waiting. She
going to bust him good. Some day she going to split his head in half.
Who cares?
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