I was asleep, and I was looking at the wall. This was the voice Jonesy had used when he had given Carla his ultimatum: rehab or divorce, hon, you choose. He senses Henry when he passes him Henry hiding behind a tree, actually biting into the moss to keep from scre “Go on, I’m sorry.
“You’ll just—go?” she asked. He lights a cigarette — in the old days, as a kid, he used to pretend to smoke but now he doesn't have to pretend anymore — and orders another beer. He tries to tell his March self that this is a bad idea, a grotesquely bad idea, that he can save himself months of agony just by hailing a Red Top or taking the T, but he can't get through. might ultimately be his only chance of survival — we have met the enemy and he is us, Pogo had once said.
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