Police And Thieves: a Novel
“I started on Shotwell, doubled back to Hampshire, then looped over to Dolores Street. Four hours later I sold my last bag to a long-standing acquaintance who told me Dee Dee was angry with us. The junkie was planning on making trouble. I acknowledged the warning, but my pockets were bulging with soiled five-, ten-, and twenty-dollar bills. Any fear I had about Dee Dee paled in the face of my earnings.
I met up with Bobo and Eichmann at the intersection of Twenty-first and Mission next to Si Tashjian Flowers. The sun was sinking behind Twin Peaks, leaving the street in muggy darkness. A papaya vendor was sitting on the steps of the Sanwa Bank across the street. Si Tashjian was closing down for the night, moving bouquets of cala lilies and rhododendrons on a cart into his store. People were shot so often at the corner of Twenty-first Street, it was the Bermuda Triangle of San Francisco. The air was heavy with a dissonance that insinuated itself into your muscles, making them quiver as i...f they were attached to a battery of electrodes.MoreLess
I met up with Bobo and Eichmann at the intersection of Twenty-first and Mission next to Si Tashjian Flowers. The sun was sinking behind Twin Peaks, leaving the street in muggy darkness. A papaya vendor was sitting on the steps of the Sanwa Bank across the street. Si Tashjian was closing down for the night, moving bouquets of cala lilies and rhododendrons on a cart into his store. People were shot so often at the corner of Twenty-first Street, it was the Bermuda Triangle of San Francisco. The air was heavy with a dissonance that insinuated itself into your muscles, making them quiver as i...f they were attached to a battery of electrodes.MoreLess
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