Angel Dust. ( Spoken still like a man used to people knowing who he is. Old habits and all that. Fat Nuggets snuffled at MK's hand, then did the same to the jelly cat. How many of those things were going to end up in the apartment? )
For free? Ain't no catch for all that booze? Not that I'm about to complain, obviously.
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For free? Ain't no catch for all that booze? Not that I'm about to complain, obviously.