Now that is the most revolting mental image given me in years. Her crying out in her Russian accent, “I’ve sold myself to the lowest man I could find!” See-sawing to a melody of squeaking springs and a loose headboard that keeps ragtime against the drywall in a junkie motel on Central Ave in ’Burque.
Do you suppose he’s a wheezer?
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