“Do you remember—” “Fuck, yes.” Merrick stood. “And if you’re telling this story, I’m getting the bottle.” — KJ Charles Copy Share Image
“Merrick and I had both had tattoos, my magpie and his elephant and castle, imposed on us as…it’s a long story. A reward, or… — KJ Charles Copy Share Image
“He went through the bills with the jaundiced eye of a China trader, asking himself not whether he had been stolen from, but where… — KJ Charles Copy Share Image
