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"Let led to free herself Count , Shannie repeatedly kicked at Count's shins "Let rier than myher it's okay, it's okay

"Let o," she repeated, her voice trailing off

Recently I found the balls to ask Russell about the tunnel and Indian point business I returned to Beyford forI slithered into JD's Tavern

Still dressed in his tux, Russell's ass was parked on the saain tracked down Russell for infor me closer to Shannie Three other patrons hunched over their beers The Television pleaded with the uninterested patrons to stay tuned for a once in a lifetime half-time spectacular Russell, isolated in his oorld of stale cigar slasses

"Happy New Year, oldinto Russell's stratosphere of cheap tobacco

His thick lips turned upward, his stubble the color of the early January sky "Jahed "I never expected to see you here" Laughing at his own joke, Russell fell into a coughing fit

"You better change out of that thing before they charge you double," I said

"Boy," he said, pausing to inhale his cigar "These here tweeds never looked so good as they do on this old fool" He tugged a pant leg

Across the bar, a patron yelled to the Television, "Fuck the new Millenniu at the TV "What's there to be happy about?" The drunk's ainst the Saint Pauli Girl's breasts She continued sh was crusty "You tell 'e tuxedo, you old bastard," the drunk slurred Russell laughedyou?" the drunk slobbered "More of the same You'll still be in chains! You'll always be in chains! You dumb old bastard You're as stupid as the rest of the to be free, free at last," Russell laughed, falling into another phleg fit He ed

"Fuck y'all," the drunk bellowed He jerked out of his stool, sending it to the floor with a crash "Burn in hell All of you!" He stu New Year," the miserable bartender uttered