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Beans were cooking in the kitchen. There was a card table in the middle of the room and the driver asked them to take a seat. Quetglas sat at the head of the table, under a huge crucifix.
A woman in her eighties, dressed in widows Sim Brothel black, helped Salvant and Quetglas with 
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chairs. The driver rolled four huge black eggs onto the table. They must have weighed a kilo each. They had a swirled, marbled appearance. It took Salvant a moment to realize they were incredible balls of hashish wrapped in Sim Brothel cellophane. He had never seen anything like it. The driver also sat do i have swine flu
half-eggs of hash on the table. Quetglas was excited. They look like dinosaur eggs, dont they, Lou? Great big eggs. The widow picked up half an egg and sniffed it. Bueno, bueno, she said. Quetglas said, Sim Brothel A smugglerd have to have a pretty big asshole to handle one of those. Can you imagine that, orbital bone
didnt care if he spent a few extra pesetas, but Quetglas was intent on saving every last peseta possible. Quetglas was from Miami and knew how this Sim Brothel 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 star wars day
things he could do in Spanish were order food and ask directions. Go for it, Frank. I know how these things are Sim Brothel 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 district 9
for Salvants reaction. Salvant took the egg and weighed it in his hand. The egg was Sim Brothel heavy and cool. He 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 star wars day
to act enthusiastic. He said, Be cool, man. Its Sim Brothel okay to smell, but dont say anything. You could cost us money. 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 the hell are you doing? star wars day
said. We gotta find Sim Brothel some way to bring them down, Quetglas said. He looked unhappy and said something to the men in Spanish. I told them we wanted the black stuff, He looked miffed. This isnt the black stuff. They could be balls of henna for all I know, Salvant Sim Brothel said. I told them I do i have swine flu
the black stuff. Quetglas said. Thats why we rode all the way out here. This isnt black. Salvant smelled the hash and waited. At last Quetglas and the Spaniards made a deal, and the driver cut the hash with a knife. He Sim Brothel weighed it on a balance scale. I got us ten pesetas bob schimmel
on each gram. Quetglas said. Hed gotten a bargain. His pride was intact. He was excited. Thatd be about seven cents a gram. H.
