Zip Zip ZipWith your hair cut just as short asWith your hair cut just as short asWith your hair cut just as short as m It wasthe voice of a man on the raw edge of and hardly seemed like my ownvoice at all. By the time he'd found his way to the agent's office it was closed and there he was roaming round the streets in the white misty evening without any place to go. I think I would have been led thereby my own haunted heart.
was waiting for her with the tickets in his hand; her gray eyes were flash-ing and had tears in them. Behind the bar a yel ow youth with a crooked noseleaned against the wal looking at nothing. They beat against the walls of my skull like moths trapped inside alight-fixture. When the tears were over--again--I wiped my face with the tail of mytee-shirt like a little kid, then just looked around.
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