John broke down in a sob thinking of trading his favorite horse, Scout,for a paint pony named Cupcake. He wondered aloud how it could get anyworse and...then realized that Carol would certainly think of things todo just that."Quit your crying you big sissy" Carol ordered. "You are going to runyour mascara and your face will be a mess when Darla gets here." Chapter Three: Gotta DanceAnother Monday morning and Bob was headed back to work, as always fullof dread. He was cruising along the freeway in. Take the man who suffers from his inability to rise above the vices of the street or the ghetto. Charlie had seen some of these people, both white and black, stumbling home drunk, sometimes from his apartment window. They were fierce when he passed them. They liked to own the public streets. They were loud. They cursed openly. They played loud music from their clunkers, as though their oppression gave them license to rattle the shop windows with their subwoofers. Perhaps Charlie also saw a bit. More

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