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THE CAR rolled along Route 352, headed out of Elmira toward Savona. The setting sun glanced off the film of streaks across the windshield, obscuring Big Jim's view. "Should have cleaned, the damn windshield. Can't see a thing," Jim said.

"Better than being drank with a clean windshield," said Larry. "Who said you could drive this crate, anyway? When'd you have your last DWI?"

"Shut up, you rant." Big Jim smiled when he said that. He and Larry traveled together frequently on such evening excursions, going to nearby towns for meetings of Alcoholics Anonymous. Both were... Login to read more
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