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put it anywhere

June 1, 2007

Takin the short walk to the bosses place, Al pops into my head for no good reason, except he was the one hooked me up with Noreen. She and I stuck for awhile…we were good for a long stretch. Then I thinks of Stewie, and I remember I’m the only one of the four of us still alive. Stewie would bring the shit, Al would prep, Noreen would fit us up, and save herself the bomb, which we never bitched about cause Noreen was clean and nice and could put it anywhere. All that I put out of my mind so long ago, but sometimes came back like the smell of good hash seeping out from under a hotel room door. If the wrong person got a whiff there could be a pinch. Fuck me, I’m lucky.

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