A Hot Time in the Old Town

"Yeah."

"Bad neighborhood?"

"Not for most people."

I turned and looked at him for the first time. A comment like that one cried out for elaboration, but he just watched the dog as it continued trouncing its master.

"Bad for you?" I persisted.

He poured himself a handful of peanuts and chewed on them. I regretted my question, thinking maybe I'd touched a nerve.





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