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ter call and get it' I sayshuffling away from the counter.
Folk look at me strangelyso I keep on shufflingright out of the store; out of the freezer
back into the fucken oven. I have to get hold of Taylor. Maybe she didn't send itonce she knew
about the password. I have no points left on my phonecard. I can't even call Pelayo. Vegas sputters
and dies in my ass.
I walk up the boulevard until I find a phone. I don't know if it's like TVwhere you can call
anybody collectfrom anywhere. I decide to call her collect. Sweat flows between my mouth and
the operator when I talk. She speaks English at least. Then sweat runs between my ear and the
operator when she tells me you can't call this mobile number collect. When I hang up the phone
sweat dammed on top of my ear crashes onto my fucken shoulderthen runs crying onto the road.
Probably back into the fucken sea after that.
It pisses me the hell offactuallythat all the well-raised liars and cheats will go to their
regular beds tonightwith no greater worry than what they can screw out of their folks tomorrow.
MeI'm stuck in Surinam with a bunch of criminal charges forming an orderly line back home.
Anger fuels me back to the storeup to the agent's de [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]