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"
Hank
,
I
just
went
to
get
some
cigarettes
.
"
"
Look
at
this
painting
.
"
"
Oh
,
it
’
s
great
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
really
love
it
!
"
"
It
’
s
the
mescaline
,
I
guess
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
is
.
"
"
All
right
,
give
me
a
smoke
,
lady
.
"
Joanna
laughed
and
lit
us
up
two
.
I
began
painting
again
.
This
time
I
really
did
it
:
A
huge
,
green
wolf
fucking
a
redhead
,
her
red
hair
flowing
back
while
the
green
wolf
slammed
it
to
her
through
lifted
legs
.
She
was
helpless
and
submissive
.
The
wolf
sawed
away
and
overhead
the
night
burned
,
it
was
outdoors
,
and
long
-
armed
stars
and
the
moon
watched
them
.
It
was
hot
,
hot
,
and
full
of
color
.
"
Hank
.
.
.
"
I
leaped
up
.
And
turned
.
It
was
Joanna
behind
me
.
I
got
her
by
the
throat
.
"
I
told
you
,
goddamn
you
,
not
to
sneak
up
.
.
.
"
