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By Jack Joseph Smith
"Sometimes you talk like a fool Animal, As if quiet
little secret things about where something is, or not,
is meant anything about you and I, this table, these
glasses, our survival? I know you don't think you have
ever to worry about failure, but you will! Everyone
does; my ply is everyone must! That doesn't make any
difference: I know because we are not old men"
Animal made his face look old;
"You are an asshole!"
"It was the funniest face Colonel had ever seen."
He knew he didn't have to ask for money. It would
be there.
The lights moved and Colonel shook his head; He
looked at his friend as only a figure; across the
table a women walked in! The colonel knew her! A
quiet note woven came to his face. Animal turned to
see the women's dog follow her! The old men were
remembering freight trains, with this image as much
of a surely haired dog watering on their frame which
was their stools!
Animal moved like an event, he went to bank with
the dog. The dog turned on its hinges, and squared,
with its ears; yet turned for watching! The mutt was
at the end of the bar. Animal was moving along. Oh
my gosh a quiet came! The exit was Animal's; he made
his entrance