But someone had been; the old man probably didn’ t cuthis own throat. and the cynical, deadening, utterly inescapable knowledge that if one standsbehind the tent flap and watches, one learns more about the darker side of human nature than any kidshould ever know. Perhaps my time in purgatory was coming to an end. “You were the one who talked to me first, and .
I couldn’ t believe it. “ Tell me something. He was shoplifting toy soldiers and comic books from the Kresge's and constantly defyinghis parents. he was carrying David’ s baby— a fan who sent him a greeting cardthat was personally inscribed, Merry Christmas to Everybody.
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