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Chapter 37

           IkeptdrinkingandKatherinewouldgraboneofmyhandswhenafightbecameexceptionallybrutal.Thecrowdlovedknockouts.Theyscreamedwhenoneofthefighterswasonthewayout.Theywerelandingthosepunches.Maybetheywerepunchingouttheirbossesortheirwives.Whoknew?Whocared?Morebeer.

           IsuggestedtoKatherinethatweleavebeforethefinalbout.I’dhadenough.

           "Allright,"shesaid.

           Wewalkedupthenarrowaisle,theairbluewithsmoke.Therewasnowhistling,noobscenegestures.Myscarredandbatteredfacewassometimesanasset.

           Wewalkedbacktothesmallparkinglotunderthefreeway.The’67blueVolkswasnotthere.The’67modelwasthelastgoodVolks-andtheyoungmenknewit.

           "Hepburn,theystoleourfuckingcar."

           "OhHank,surelynot!"

           "It’sgone.Itwassittingthere."Ipointed."Nowit’sgone."

           "Hank,whatwillwedo?"

           "We’lltakeataxi.Ireallyfeelbad."

           "Whydopeopledothat?"

           "Theyhaveto.It’stheirwayout."

           WewentintoacoffeeshopandIphonedforacab.Weorderedcoffeeanddoughnuts.Whilewehadbeenwatchingthefightstheyhadpulledthecoathangerandhotwiretrick.Ihadasaying,"Takemywoman,butleavemycaralone."Iwouldneverkillamanwhotookmywoman;Imightkillamanwhotookmycar.

           Thecabcame.Atmyplace,luckily,therewasbeerandsomevodka.Ihadgivenupallhopeofstayingsoberenoughtomakelove.Katherineknewit.Ipacedupanddowntalkingaboutmy’67blueVolks.Thelastgoodmodel

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