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"
You
don
’
t
give
two
fucking
cents
,
son
.
He
was
a
whole
lot
like
you
.
Big
and
dumb
.
"
Wednesday
stopped
talking
.
He
coughed
.
"
What
’
s
wrong
?
"
said
Shadow
,
for
the
second
time
.
"
They
got
in
touch
.
"
"
Who
did
?
"
"
The
opposition
.
"
"
And
?
"
"
They
want
to
discuss
a
truce
.
Peace
talks
.
Live
and
let
fucking
live
.
"
"
So
what
happens
now
?
"
"
Now
I
go
and
drink
bad
coffee
with
the
modern
assholes
in
a
Kansas
City
Masonic
hall
.
"
"
Okay
.
You
going
to
pick
me
up
,
or
shall
I
meet
you
somewhere
?
"
