And there's no tinkling waltz on the piano, no gentle buzzing about the days activities, it's empty. A mournful bartender polishes an immaculate glass and halfheartedly waves away a fat, clueless fly.
The cowboy sidled into a stool and fished a coin out of his pocket. He flicked it with his t...
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The Watchmaker
The Boy was due to meet his friends down the third alley from the green sign. The bar at the end of that alley, they had said, was a place where spirits and souls mixed together with the languid flow of warm summer air.
But The Boy had started drinking when the sun was still ascending, and n...
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