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"Do you have any ideas where she might be now?"
"No. I tried to get in touch with her to sort of patch things up, but I couldn't find her. She quit her job at the diner and nobody's seen her. I stopped around her apartment a couple times, and there was never anybody home. I tried calling her mother. I called a couple of her girlfriends. No one seems to know anything. I guess they could have been lying to me, but I don't think so." He winked at me. "Women don't lie to me, you know what I mean?"
"No", I said. "I don't know what you mean."
"Well, I don't like to brag, but I have a way with women."
"Uh huh." It must have been the pungent aroma they found attractive. Or maybe the overdeveloped, steroid-pumped muscles that made him look like he needed a bra. Or maybe it was the way he couldn't conduct a conversation without scratching his balls.
Och med den inte helt aptitliga bilden i ert huvud lämnar jag er att upptäcka fler smakbitar, samlade i Maris blogg Flukten fra virkeligheten. Ha en trevlig söndag :)
Här finns inlägget jag skrev efter att ha läst ut boken.