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There
was
no
cast
net
and
the
boy
remembered
when
they
had
sold
it
.
But
they
went
through
this
fiction
every
day
.
There
was
no
pot
of
yellow
rice
and
fish
and
the
boy
knew
this
too
.
"
Eighty
-
five
is
a
lucky
number
,
"
the
old
man
said
.
"
How
would
you
like
to
see
me
bring
one
in
that
dressed
out
over
a
thousand
pounds
?
"
"
I
’
ll
get
the
cast
net
and
go
for
sardines
.
Will
you
sit
in
the
sun
in
the
doorway
?
"
"
Yes
.
I
have
yesterday
’
s
paper
and
I
will
read
the
baseball
.
"
The
boy
did
not
know
whether
yesterday
’
s
paper
was
a
fiction
too
.
But
the
old
man
brought
it
out
from
under
the
bed
.
"
Perico
gave
it
to
me
at
the
bodega
,
"
he
explained
.
"
I
’
ll
be
back
when
I
have
the
sardines
.
I
’
ll
keep
yours
and
mine
together
on
ice
and
we
can
share
them
in
the
morning
.
When
I
come
back
you
can
tell
me
about
the
baseball
.
"
"
The
Yankees
cannot
lose
.
"
"
But
I
fear
the
Indians
of
Cleveland
.
"
"
Have
faith
in
the
Yankees
my
son
.
Think
of
the
great
DiMaggio
.
"
