Shiny Tracks I got two dead feet. If you ever put your feet in the closet and closed the door and forgot about them, that’s how it feels. Crushed ’em. Don’t ask me how. Sixteen years I was a carpenter. Now can’t do anything. Sit at home. Try to take care of my wife. She’s got a bad stomach. Some kind of cancer: Six months to live. I want to take a bottle of valium, a pint of whiskey, make that TWO pints, and just go out and lie down on the Shiny Tracks. You know what they are, don’t you? Amtrack. They’re a good train. They don’t stop for nothing.
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