Difficult to think with all the damn mosquitoes. But I’ve got to figure it out. What the angles are. The various permutations. What happens if the cards fall this way or that? Who is on whose side and who is on nobody else’s but their own? And who I might count on or could persuade or buy? It’s not easy playing on the edges of the law. And I was over the edge. Dangling like a fool and not sure who to turn to. I got plenty to think about, all right. But no answers. Just mosquitoes and itchy bites.
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