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I'm still looking at the dent in his face when the girl on stage leans down and yells to me over the music,
"You know something, the blood under the blacklight, mixed with the neon and flashing lights, sort of looks like an oily puddle of water on the blacktop in the sunlight."
It was then that I knew that I had to get to know this girl.
"What"s your name?" I asked.
"Jennifer," she says.
- Excerpt from "Funky Gorilla Fist"
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And so begins, this story of boy meets girl.
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