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They clustered around Patch Eye at the bar. They started rising from the satin pillows and velour ottomans. You got the go sign to croak yourselves.” Patch Eye’s got outfits and bags of poison. Sweet said, “All right you freakish pigs. “Gloomy Sunday,” the suicide’s favorite, dirged through the room. A high-ass yellow broad flicked life back into the phonograph.
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