A Hot Time in the Old Town

Anyway, I bit.

"First in line, you say?"

He offered me some peanuts. I declined. He finished off another big handful before continuing.

"The city tore the house down, of course. I let them do my dirty work. If I had any guts, I would have burned it to the ground myself. Although come to think of it, I don't know if that would have done any good."

He glanced sidelong at me, hopefully, expectantly.

"Let me have it, gramps," I said. "You hooked me."

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