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A band called the Sting Raysfeaturing one of J.T.’s formerly pigeon-toed cousinswas
belting out “Rosa Lee.” I spotted Loyd across the waybut would have had to step on a hundred toes to
get to him. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossedpaying attention to a small woman in a
strapless dress. Loyd looked like someone in a cigarette adexcept he wasn’t smoking: white T-shirtwhite
smilethose models are always the picture of health. His hair was mink blackin a ponytail. And he had
terrific arms. I hate to admit things like thisbut in a certain frame of mind I am a sucker for good muscle
definition.
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A woman approached me suddenly from behind and shouted“Codi Noline [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Godhoneyyou look like
a rock ‘n’ roll star.”
In my sundress and dimestore thongs I looked no more like a rock ‘n’ roll star than Mother Teresa. “I’ll
take that as a compliment” I said. “I take them where I can get them nowadays.”
“LordI know what you mean” she said. It was Trish Garciawho was a cheerleader and clandestine
smoker when I’d last known her. Now she smoked openlyhad a raspy coughand looked like a cartwheel
was out of the questiyilai:
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