Private Thoughts and Interruptions
He was leaning up against the building. One of those old, 19th-century brick buildings real men built while their wives were at home glad for the reprieve.
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Short Story
I Use the Bar Stool Dad Used
the other bartender said he died right there in the middle of the floor, after sliding off his bar stool, sorta kickin’ and turnin’ purple. I figured Dad would die pissed off.