Miami Vice
( A shot of memoir for a change...more if you like )
He leaned over and said, "‘Damn, I love your accent. I just love to hear a lady talk like that. Just say something. Anything’.
‘How about Fuck Off’ she answered. Her eyes never leaving the money for a minute. Did he really have a cowboy hat on? She couldn't make it out .The drugs was starting to haze her up.
She could see only the money.
He looked hurt.…
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