Money
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John Self
Rip's impressions
Reserved for Guest Editor
first line
As my cab pulled off FDR Drive, somewhere in the early Hundreds, a low-slung Tomahawk full of black guys came sharking out of lane and sloped in fast right across our bows.
last lines
(spoiler alert)
Now here's that Georgina at last, moving clear of the crowd; her smile is touching and ridiculous — delighted yet austere, and powerfully confident — as she ticks towards me on her heels.
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