I AM NOW LIABLE
FOR HECKENDORF?
We've been loading these pallets all afternoon,
my three to his one, I might add - and I'm now
pretty tired of the entire routine. He talks too much,
for one thing. And I care for far too little. Every other
word out of his mouth : Israel this, Hezbollah that;
mixed up sides in a place where no one wants to be
anyway. Desert palms. Parched water. Fences and
underground caves and tunnels. Leads to what, again?
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If you're so god-darned happy about it, you work with
Heckendorf, and I'll work with Pyle. Just watch what
you say - everything has big meaning to
this dude and his smile.
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