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Tavern Woman
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42 Tavern Woman She said living now in the single-wide trailer was fine, “As long as the cat is happy and the shotgun’s dry.” She used to go with a sailor. A merchant marine who played fast and loose. Easy with money but wouldn’t put a ring on her finger. Her teeth are all fucked up and her eyes are crazy. She keeps asking guys with limp ponytails to arm wrestle. Then loses, her fist sinking like a doomed vessel. ...