“I’ll take a stallion, some Glenfiddich and fags, too”

AT home, Sunday afternoon. My old friend Sam pulls his car into the drive.

“I’ll take a stallion, some Glenfiddich and fags, too”

Stalling the engine, he sags over the steering wheel like a popped balloon.

“Sorry we’re late,” he says to me, his smile bleeding to death on his face, “busy day…”

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