When I had found a payphone in a suitably innocuous location, I inserted a phone card and punched in Tatsu’s number. I could have just ignored him, but it was hard to predict what he might do in response to that. Better to know what he wanted, while maintaining the appearance of cooperation.

They caressed one another until their hides shone. They embraced until their 206 bones squeaked like mice. Their bed was a boat in a weird sea.

Better day are going I know it, can feel it in my gut

Oldtimers, weekends, and airplane landings are alike. If you can walk away from them, they&#39;re successful.

Written By Casey Stengel

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