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By Jack Joseph Smith
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his liquid juggling throat; Kiss-that ees ass goodby, when they get home, said
acbusiness man: somewhere from the tables: What are they talking about, I expressed
by asking for ‘everyones: cherry and getting what I wanted in the confusgions' I
always -Imew~that:they didn't really want to give up their cherriesg! The narténi@
man. dropped his ‘olive in his-mouth as though he wished’ he:had the talent: to
balance-it'on his nosey Martgnié men dropping olives in their final mouths: was:
alwaysthe signal’ it seemed for the closing of the girly shows, Now that'.the
money men nere-wamod’ wf Soke entertainment for everyones And who Wasi always:
the drawing card during the entertainment for everyone? Me,' But’ of courses: Meg
For I was: in. the middle of everyones ‘souls They were all’ so kind to make my
mother smile away a wringles Introducing pladies and gentlemen) There he was
again, leaving the martdnig man in Sage’ onl me waiting for the sacrifices
Gentlemen and ‘ladies; I caught’ hing! He said it backwarda;’ Introducing the
great, and’ it wasfor ‘sure- the changing man of my weekend nights: in his cape
again, Felix What! Felix? Felix is a cat ane BSN moved in a-straight
ling, like a silver daggers ahd I forgot his namey.when he towed to my
curiosity;
It never took the magician men very long to come to me, Their black eyes.
would peer acroos the many tables, and they would come as if cutting through
the uncertainty of winding alleys; Is he ready for deliverence,s was*thé: *>
question, on. their VWiroveable facess He was looking over the -heada of those-
at my table and smiling with his eyes thin and his lips barely moving into
the flesh of his face; I watched him eveningly; feeling very good about his
overpowering presences With him, my sacrifice would be as: free as the robes
drifting from his shoulderss I didn't feel so good about all the magicians; !