He took comfort in the neon signs, the wild strands of jazz creeping out of clubs whenever happy swells of people pushed through the doors in their finery.
Libba BrayI've been poked and prodded in places I'd always prided myself on keeping untouched for that one special doctor who gives me a ring and a promise someday.
Libba BrayLife donโt come to you, Memphis. You gotta take it. We have to take it. Because ainโt nobody handing it to us.
Libba BrayShe hadnโt meant to get trapped in a conversation. That was the trouble with offering help to old people.
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