the gibraltar nightclub, the irishman’s wife, the blow, the response, the moroccan shaabi
He could hardly stand. His wife's face was a mess of blood and horror as she watched him come for her again.
Jul 10
He could hardly stand. His wife's face was a mess of blood and horror as she watched him come for her again.
The girl won't serve them. They insist. She tells them to leave. The gympy one smashes his hand down onto the bartop and demands a pint. Nobody comes to her aid. The other bar is busy and loud, The Rolling Stones on speakers, Route 66.