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Quetglas was from Miami and knew how this was done. He was in charge. Dont mention money, man. Let me do the talking, he said.
Salvant was pleased to do that, since the only things he could do in Spanish were order food and ask directions. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics Go for it, Frank.
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things are done. We Cubans love all this talk. Were famous for it. The old woman put half an egg of hashish underneath Salvants nose and babbled happily. Bueno, bueno, she said. She waited for Salvants reaction. Salvant took the egg More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics and weighed it in his hand. The egg was heavy and cool. lolo jones
liked the way it fell. He inhaled its aroma deeply and with much sincerity. He lingered over the odor, narrowed his eyes, considered it carefully. Ummmmm! Bueno! Salvant said solemnly. Quetglas didnt want Salvant More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics to act enthusiastic. He said, Be cool, man. Its okay to smell, but dont say anything. You could 18th street gang
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The old woman smelled her half-egg as though it were a bowl of strawberries.
Quetglas nibbed his half-egg against his thigh, then smelled it, looking very serious.
What More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics the hell are you doing? Salvant said.
We gotta find some way to bring them down, Quetglas said. He looked unhappy and said something to 
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men in Spanish. I told them we wanted the black stuff, He looked miffed. This isnt the black stuff. They could be More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics balls of henna for all I know, Salvant said. I told them I wanted the black stuff. Quetglas said. Thats why we rode all the way out here. This isnt black. Salvant mary ann glendon
the hash and waited. At last Quetglas and the Spaniards made a deal, and the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics driver cut the hash with a knife. He weighed it on a balance scale. I got us ten pesetas off on each gram. Quetglas said. Hed gotten a bargain. His pride was intact. He was excited. Thatd be fwisd
seven cents a gram. Helluva deal! Salvant said. He More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics shook his head. Quetglas, still beaming, started to walk out the door. Arent you going to pay them? Salvant said. Oh. Quetglas was embarrassed. Hed been so excited about his seven-cents-a-gram savings that hed forgotten to pay, and what was worse, everybody knew it. He 18th street gang
his trousers and More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics fumbled with some blue swimming trunks underneath. His money was on an inside pocket of his trunks. The pocket was twisted, and Quetglas couldnt get at the money. He rumbled frantically. It looked as if he were digging at his genitals, and everybody laughed, including More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Celtics the little old lady. french cuisine
especially thought the good-looking, excitable Quetglas was hilarious. Having fun, Frank? Salvant asked. Just where did you hide that money anyway? Its here. Its.
