Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sunday Niblet: Brothers in Life

The counterman skulked behind the bar, splashed coffee into cups, said he was really a musician looking to escape, trying to conjure a way to do so without telling his girlfriend. I said I knew how he felt, put my money on the counter, unwound myself off the stool, and said I'd see him tomorrow.


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