A Frying Pan for Billy

by David Barrett The first time Billy Bettis saw Ben Ailing, his boss, Billy thought he was a bum. Billy had been gleaning the alley behind the El Sombrero for half-spent cigarette butts (he’d later cannibalize the tobacco from and roll fresh cigs with from his own papers).  It was early morning summertime.  The sun […]

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