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I finally spot this gal, right? She struttin’, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience. I hollered, “Hey, sugar, you workin’?” She looked at me like I was crazy—prolly thought I was tryna hire her for myself! I said, “Naw, it’s for this fool!” Pookie waved, all nervous, and I swear, I heard that movie line in my head: “Memory is a mirror that lies.” ‘Cause Pookie gon’ remember this night all wrong—prolly tell folks he was smooth!

Dazed and Confused

Then, I spot this cute girl at the taco stand. She’s got this smile that could light up the whole of Passage-West. I’m tryin’ to play it cool, but my heart’s racin’. I go up to her, and I’m like, “Hey, you like tacos?” Smooth, right? She laughs, and we start talkin’. Turns out, she’s new in town, just moved from Cork. I’m thinkin’, “Wow, a fresh start for both of us.”

Death Notice of THOMAS EMMETT HOWARD (Passage West, Cork)