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I
drove
up
and
parked
outside
The
Foxhole
.
I
lit
a
cigarette
and
sat
there
awhile
.
Then
I
got
out
and
walked
into
the
bar
.
Which
one
was
Valencia
?
I
stood
there
and
nobody
said
anything
.
I
walked
up
to
the
bar
and
ordered
a
double
vodka
-
7
.
Then
I
heard
my
name
,
"
Henry
?
"
I
looked
around
and
there
was
a
blonde
alone
in
a
booth
.
I
took
my
drink
over
and
sat
down
.
She
was
about
38
,
and
not
stacked
.
She
had
gone
to
seed
,
was
a
bit
too
fat
.
Her
breasts
were
very
large
but
they
sagged
wearily
.
She
had
short
clipped
blond
hair
.
She
was
heavily
made
up
and
she
looked
tired
.
She
was
in
pants
,
blouse
and
boots
.
Pale
blue
eyes
.
Many
bracelets
on
each
arm
.
Her
face
revealed
nothing
,
although
once
she
might
have
been
beautiful
.
"
It
was
really
a
fucking
miserable
day
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
typed
my
ass
off
.
"
"
Let
’
s
make
it
some
other
night
then
when
you
’
re
feeling
better
,
"
I
said
.
"
Ah
,
shit
,
it
’
s
all
right
.
Another
drink
and
I
’
ll
spring
back
.
"
Valencia
motioned
to
the
waitress
.
"
Another
wine
.
"
She
was
drinking
a
white
wine
.
"
How
’
s
the
writing
going
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Any
new
books
out
?
"
"
No
,
but
I
’
m
working
on
a
novel
.
"
