“Hang onto the boat,” Joe called back, and ran up the steep, stony path to where he’d parked, and there it was, clean as cowpiss, his red Chevy pickup hunkered down on four flats, with the valve stems lying around on the ground where someone’d dropped them.

Got a nice bit of haddock for tonight. Thought I might do it with a poached egg, bit of pepper, bread and scrape

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