Him Standing
“The sun was blazing, and the waves were roiling in, all foamy and white against the blue. A slight breeze. People everywhere. And the smell of hot dogs and candy floss. It was a circus atmosphere. Everyone got turned on by it. You could feel the energy all along the boardwalk. I did three pieces by two o’clock. There was a ring of hangers-on around me constantly. I dug that action. By this time Amy had put me in touch with people who knew people, and my carvings were becoming known. I had orders, for Pete’s sake. But I still loved the feel of the boardwalk. It was wild and outrageous. There were rock bands that plugged in and played. It put people in the mood to spend. To throw money in the hat I laid at my feet. I felt at home there.
There was this fat old guy who must have been in his seventies. He had a face built of wrinkles on top of wrinkles on top of at least three chins. He sat in the chair in front of me and asked me to do him. All I could think was that I didn’t have a b...ig enough piece of wood.MoreLess
There was this fat old guy who must have been in his seventies. He had a face built of wrinkles on top of wrinkles on top of at least three chins. He sat in the chair in front of me and asked me to do him. All I could think was that I didn’t have a b...ig enough piece of wood.MoreLess
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