Paterson Again

We were strolling along the street, and passed a couple of sleepy
undergraduates. Suddenly my companion interjected -- so then I
shot him in the face -- terrible fucking mess, brains all up the walls ...
for no reason other than to bring a little color into the lives of his
eavesdroppers. He then resumed our conversation on Sondheim.

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