Snuffy
February 5th 2007 As Gene and I sat for dinner outdoors at the wharf, we were interrupted by two young men who motioned for Gene to approach the gate. Uninterested in their frivolities, I sat and enjoyed my glass of wine. After a couple of minutes had passed, I glanced back over toward Gene and witnessed him offer a shrug of his shoulders in approval of apparently their request for my assistance. As Gene approac
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