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By Jack Joseph Smith
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"Mam?" ,
Jiven Joe bowed, "Only a calling lianseme-lady,"
Animal: was walking threugh the screen deer of
Olivies::to erdér french fries working, while ihe
went for wines The black lady behind ‘the counter
was Olivia, and she was warm, and eyes were ex=
pansive, The smetl of her soul would go on in
kitchens fer life, .but’ this place would be dé=
melished’ te the term Realistate Let, The juke-
" bex:was playing jazzy” and the beeths were-fill--
ed'with street people eating large :pertions :of
reality food from thick percelain platess They
acknewledged ‘him along the line as he headed
fer across the street te the wines He found’a
Pertuquse ‘brand in the wooden discount bex, and
back af Olivia's
. was soom’putting a big meat’ type paper wrapped
package en tep of ‘the wine im his brow paper
Wags’ The frenckfriées:amelled ef pleasures and”
as he-lewered'them inte his bag he-enjeyed gett»-
img a goed ‘deal'frem the stain of putter already
coming through wax en the ingide:-ef the -paper..
When Animal returned ‘to the patio, he found
that Jiven Joe and Jaugeline had been joined’ by