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“Evenin’, Boogie,” said Mabel, the night bartender with one good eye and a sixth sense for trouble. “You look like a man who’s run out of things to sell.”

“Your loneliness.”

Mabel slid him a whiskey, no glass. “Honey, you’ve sold your tools, your trophies, and your time. What’s the last thing a man owns that nobody can put a sticker on?” everything for sale boogie