Adam Fieled (editor, Philadelphia, USA): from Cheltenham

#148

Everyone knows she has about two years
to live. The blonde babe who runs shipments
sits smoking at the Esquire Bar with a guy
who still has the rat-tails he had at Cheltenham.
How do you behave when you have two
years to live? Well, you might try making
your body a weapon. You might bop around
shaking your hips so that no one might
touch. Or fellating the pickle which comes
with your sandwich. You might. But as you
dance on nothingness, someone watching
you is also watching his watch.


#149

"They pulled a gun on him at the diner
down the street. He was halfway through
his burger. The Greeks who own the place
didn't care. They got bought off a long
time ago. I eat there for free sometimes.
He probably eats there for free too. They
don't play sides, that family. So if you
want a place that's your place (as we
used to have), you better have more
money than the other guys, which we
don't anymore. And it'll take you a year to nail this guy too."



c. Adam Fieled 2011