Company bonding, so we’re out for billiards this afternoon. I spot an
easy shot, although long – ricochet off the walls and pocket the last
two balls. My gal claps when she sees how I’ve lined it up. The boss
watches me intently, twisting his cue stick. I think of the rent, and
carefully miss.

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