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Date: 2012-06-21 07:02 pm (UTC)
diedinnewyork: (A common conversation)
[Eddie could say a lot of things about this. A lot of jokes leap to mind-is she a chorus girl, somebody you met on your USO tour-camp follower, that sort of thing.

The dilemma is...he had a woman once and they had their dance as well. It was a horrible dance, a bloody dance. And then it was a sad dance between two broken people.

He suddenly hates him.

But it would be cruel to make fun of something like this. There's something about this that isn't funny at all.

So there's a grim knock on Steve's door and outside there is a record player-an old fashioned one just the kind that someone born in the 20's and lived in the forties might use.

There are no records save one, Nat King Cole and the word this written on it in big black letters. The song is circled on the back five or six times.

If asked, Eddie will deny it's his til the cows come home and put it on every single other barge patron here. He is not here for kindness at all.]
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