“Is Coke okay?” He asked as he pulled into the gas station. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. " "And why not, old saltwater?" inquired Ben, turning a quid in his mouth. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. I’ve had it, Sheila.
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