Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. "I'd rather have given a thousand pounds than this had happened. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. ” Then he went on to say: “Well, you’ve had your little adventure, and I hope now you’ve had enough of it.
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