"Crystal, this is not the neighborhood to be sleeping alone back there." So Ashley gave me her knife and I held it open in my left hand while I slept in the backseat. I wasn't concerned but it eased the others' minds.

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Snake oil...and two big fucking glasses of whiskey and lots of sunglasses it night. Pens and napkins are what the stories of life are written on. We're selling elixers and that's what everyone is looking for. We stand to be rich. -Cash.