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"
Jesus
,
you
’
re
doing
good
,
"
I
said
.
"
Yes
,
except
.
.
.
"
"
Except
what
?
"
"
Except
I
need
a
man
.
A
good
man
.
"
"
Well
,
give
me
your
phone
number
and
I
’
ll
see
if
I
can
find
one
for
you
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
Dee
Dee
wrote
her
phone
number
on
a
slip
of
paper
and
I
put
it
in
my
wallet
.
Lydia
and
I
walked
over
to
my
old
Volks
and
got
in
.
"
You
’
re
going
to
phone
her
,
"
Lydia
said
.
"
You
’
re
going
to
use
that
number
.
"
I
started
the
car
and
got
back
on
Hollywood
Boulevard
.
"
You
’
re
going
to
use
that
number
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
just
know
you
’
re
going
to
use
that
number
!
"
"
Cut
the
shit
!
"
I
said
.
