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.Five hundred dollars for a half afuckin piece was insane man, but what you gonna do? The man aint goin to lay no nickel bag on you,thas for damn sure.The cats in the streets were generating steam trying, desperately, to dig up the breadto cop, but how can you boose enough to be able to go for five hundred bucks? Hustlin, scufflin andboosin enough to cop a couple a bags a day was a bitch, but five hundred???? Sheeit, aint no fuckin wayah cain do that, but the race was on anyway.If they couldnt get the bread to cop from the man, maybetheyd get enough to cop from the guys who did, but the price of a bag was damn sure goin up jim.Harry and Tyrone wanted desperately to cop a piece but they only had seven hundred between them.They tried to think what they could hock or steal but they couldnt think of anything that would givethem a few hundred bucks.Then Harry thought of Marions shrink.You mean Arnold? Yeah.I haventseen him in months.So what? Hes still callin, aint he? Yes, but I dont know.Look, tellim we/ll give itback toim in twenty-four hours.Thats all itll take ta get the bread back.Marion frowned and lookedworried, upset.Harrys voice and expression were urgent, Look we get this and off some and we/re backin business.This probably means the panics over and therell be stuff on the streets again and we wonthave ta scuffle and make that scene every fuckin day anymore.I/ll tellya honey, its a fuckin drag.I knowHarry, I know.I dont like whats happening either.Then whats the problem? I dont know, I Look, youcan get him to part with a few hundred bucks.Whats that to him? Hes loaded for krists sake.There wasa hint of pleading in Marions eyes and voice, I just wish there was some other way to get the money.Look, I dont care how we get it.If you got some other idea, great, but Im fuckin lost and we need thatbread.Getting the money is not the problem Harry Then whats the problem fa krists sake? Marionlooked at him almost pleadingly, I just dont know what I/ll have to do to get it.What Marion said wasobvious and inevitable, but Harrys need forced, and allowed, him to quickly sidestep the obvious beforethe truth registered enough to alter his desires and he shrugged the suggestion away, Dont sweat it.Youcan handleim.Marion looked at Harry for endless seconds, hoping something would suddenly, andhappily, change the words and situation, a deus ex machina would emerge from the ceiling and thedilemma would be instantly solved.Either you get the money from the shrink or we dont get no stuff.Itsthat simple.Marion got her wish.The dilemma was solved.She nodded and called his office.AtMarions request they met in a small, quiet restaurant that had a feeling of privacy and was dimly lighted.She got there fifteen minutes late to be certain she would not have to wait for him and feel conspicuoussitting alone.Her makeup covered her complexion, but the thin haggard look was obvious even in thedim lighting of the restaurant.Are you alright? Something wrong? No, no, Ive just had the flu forever itseems like.Just cant seem to shake it.It goes away for a few days and then its right back again.Havefile:///D|/Documents and Settings/René/Bureaublad/Selby/SELBY_JR.,_Hubert_-_Requiem For A Dream.html (94 of 132)9-4-2005 20:39:44 Hubert Selby Jr.- Requiem for a Dreamyou been under stress? You know unresolved emotional tension can precipitate viral infection.Marioncould feel her insides tensing and she struggled to control herself and forced a smile on her face, No, itsnothing like that.Just been very busy.Getting a lot of work done lately.Well, thats wonderful, Im gladto hear that you have been productive.Marion did her best to keep the smile on her face as she toyedwith her food and sipped at her wine, Arnold commenting from time to time at her lack of appetite, andsurprised at the way she was neglecting her wine, Its one of your favorites.She kept the smile in front ofher and nodded, I know, reaching over and touching his hand, but this flu, or whatever it is, just seems tohave killed my taste buds and appetite.He smiled and touched her hand with his other hand, To beperfectly candid, I was rather surprised to hear from you.Is there something wrong? Marion fought backthe urge to shove the candle in his face and did her best to broaden her smile, No, why do you ask? O,thats usually the case when someone calls whom you havent heard from for a while, and who has beenturning down dinner and lunch invitations for a few months.Marion sipped the wine, then took anotherdrink, No, every-things fine, but I do have a favor to ask.He leaned back a few inches and smiledknowingly.Marions gut was yelling, You smug sonofabitch, but she lowered her face slightly andlooked at him through half opened eyes, I need to borrow three hundred dollars.May I ask why? Itspersonal, Marion trying to put as much warmth in her smile as possible, not caring what he thought justas long as he didnt bug her.He looked at her for a second, then shrugged.Thats no problem.Mariongave an inner sigh of relief.I/ll have to give you cash, you understand.She nodded, That will do justfine, and she smiled a smile of genuine warmth and sincerity and found herself eating a little food andenjoying the wine and being thankful that Harry had been able to cop some good dope so she wouldnthave to go through this feeling sick.She kept reminding herself that this was no different than ail theother times she had had dinner or lunch with Arnold.It was the same.It was the same.Tell me, does thishave anything to do with this fellow youre living with? Marion had to fight the sudden heat of anger thatinflamed her and kept the smile on her face, No.He smiled and leaned forward and touched her hand, Itsnot important.I was just curious.Whats he like? Marion allowed her body to relax and the dope to oncemore circulate through her system and fill her with its warmth and feeling of contentment.Hes verynice.Rather wonderful actually.Marion finished her wine and Arnold waited for the waiter to refill herglass before leaning forward slightly.Hes quite handsome and sensitive.poetic.You look and soundas if you love him.Marions face softened even more, I do.And he loves you? Yes.And he needs me [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
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.Five hundred dollars for a half afuckin piece was insane man, but what you gonna do? The man aint goin to lay no nickel bag on you,thas for damn sure.The cats in the streets were generating steam trying, desperately, to dig up the breadto cop, but how can you boose enough to be able to go for five hundred bucks? Hustlin, scufflin andboosin enough to cop a couple a bags a day was a bitch, but five hundred???? Sheeit, aint no fuckin wayah cain do that, but the race was on anyway.If they couldnt get the bread to cop from the man, maybetheyd get enough to cop from the guys who did, but the price of a bag was damn sure goin up jim.Harry and Tyrone wanted desperately to cop a piece but they only had seven hundred between them.They tried to think what they could hock or steal but they couldnt think of anything that would givethem a few hundred bucks.Then Harry thought of Marions shrink.You mean Arnold? Yeah.I haventseen him in months.So what? Hes still callin, aint he? Yes, but I dont know.Look, tellim we/ll give itback toim in twenty-four hours.Thats all itll take ta get the bread back.Marion frowned and lookedworried, upset.Harrys voice and expression were urgent, Look we get this and off some and we/re backin business.This probably means the panics over and therell be stuff on the streets again and we wonthave ta scuffle and make that scene every fuckin day anymore.I/ll tellya honey, its a fuckin drag.I knowHarry, I know.I dont like whats happening either.Then whats the problem? I dont know, I Look, youcan get him to part with a few hundred bucks.Whats that to him? Hes loaded for krists sake.There wasa hint of pleading in Marions eyes and voice, I just wish there was some other way to get the money.Look, I dont care how we get it.If you got some other idea, great, but Im fuckin lost and we need thatbread.Getting the money is not the problem Harry Then whats the problem fa krists sake? Marionlooked at him almost pleadingly, I just dont know what I/ll have to do to get it.What Marion said wasobvious and inevitable, but Harrys need forced, and allowed, him to quickly sidestep the obvious beforethe truth registered enough to alter his desires and he shrugged the suggestion away, Dont sweat it.Youcan handleim.Marion looked at Harry for endless seconds, hoping something would suddenly, andhappily, change the words and situation, a deus ex machina would emerge from the ceiling and thedilemma would be instantly solved.Either you get the money from the shrink or we dont get no stuff.Itsthat simple.Marion got her wish.The dilemma was solved.She nodded and called his office.AtMarions request they met in a small, quiet restaurant that had a feeling of privacy and was dimly lighted.She got there fifteen minutes late to be certain she would not have to wait for him and feel conspicuoussitting alone.Her makeup covered her complexion, but the thin haggard look was obvious even in thedim lighting of the restaurant.Are you alright? Something wrong? No, no, Ive just had the flu forever itseems like.Just cant seem to shake it.It goes away for a few days and then its right back again.Havefile:///D|/Documents and Settings/René/Bureaublad/Selby/SELBY_JR.,_Hubert_-_Requiem For A Dream.html (94 of 132)9-4-2005 20:39:44 Hubert Selby Jr.- Requiem for a Dreamyou been under stress? You know unresolved emotional tension can precipitate viral infection.Marioncould feel her insides tensing and she struggled to control herself and forced a smile on her face, No, itsnothing like that.Just been very busy.Getting a lot of work done lately.Well, thats wonderful, Im gladto hear that you have been productive.Marion did her best to keep the smile on her face as she toyedwith her food and sipped at her wine, Arnold commenting from time to time at her lack of appetite, andsurprised at the way she was neglecting her wine, Its one of your favorites.She kept the smile in front ofher and nodded, I know, reaching over and touching his hand, but this flu, or whatever it is, just seems tohave killed my taste buds and appetite.He smiled and touched her hand with his other hand, To beperfectly candid, I was rather surprised to hear from you.Is there something wrong? Marion fought backthe urge to shove the candle in his face and did her best to broaden her smile, No, why do you ask? O,thats usually the case when someone calls whom you havent heard from for a while, and who has beenturning down dinner and lunch invitations for a few months.Marion sipped the wine, then took anotherdrink, No, every-things fine, but I do have a favor to ask.He leaned back a few inches and smiledknowingly.Marions gut was yelling, You smug sonofabitch, but she lowered her face slightly andlooked at him through half opened eyes, I need to borrow three hundred dollars.May I ask why? Itspersonal, Marion trying to put as much warmth in her smile as possible, not caring what he thought justas long as he didnt bug her.He looked at her for a second, then shrugged.Thats no problem.Mariongave an inner sigh of relief.I/ll have to give you cash, you understand.She nodded, That will do justfine, and she smiled a smile of genuine warmth and sincerity and found herself eating a little food andenjoying the wine and being thankful that Harry had been able to cop some good dope so she wouldnthave to go through this feeling sick.She kept reminding herself that this was no different than ail theother times she had had dinner or lunch with Arnold.It was the same.It was the same.Tell me, does thishave anything to do with this fellow youre living with? Marion had to fight the sudden heat of anger thatinflamed her and kept the smile on her face, No.He smiled and leaned forward and touched her hand, Itsnot important.I was just curious.Whats he like? Marion allowed her body to relax and the dope to oncemore circulate through her system and fill her with its warmth and feeling of contentment.Hes verynice.Rather wonderful actually.Marion finished her wine and Arnold waited for the waiter to refill herglass before leaning forward slightly.Hes quite handsome and sensitive.poetic.You look and soundas if you love him.Marions face softened even more, I do.And he loves you? Yes.And he needs me [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]