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{the violence of the light} howie good 1 Refugees from universal famine invented philosophy. We’ll need a better alibi for what happened next. 2 The goldfish I won at the Bucks County Fair when I was eight never said whether a wise man will make money. It just swam around inside the clear plastic bag. 3 In this city, anything can happen to anyone. A cop, big gut hanging over his gun belt, shined a light in my face in broad daylight. “Place not the candle against the wall,” someone should’ve told me before now. |
