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New Carburetor

In by Chris on July 19, 2010 at 12:00 am

“Order me one of them carburetors.”

“Will do.”

Acretzle pounded his fat fist on the mechanic’s desk, grinned, and walked out onto Main. It was a scorcher outdoors, and the fact that the street was fresh-paved didn’t help out.

Acretzle gazed at his car for a minute, but there wasn’t nothing he could do about it. Home he went, walking the whole way.

The mechanic lit up out back. Another rotten dull day, but only a few hours before his shift was up.

Soon he’d head home too, only a few doors up from Acretzle, though neither had any idea.


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