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harveyxspecter:

I walked down the hall to look in on you and Clyde came out of your room and I knew what he’d done. He was a big man. Loved his liquor and his hooch. Smoked three packs of cigarettes a day, he was always stinkin’ up the house with cigarettes smoke. All the time he’d just fall asleep on the couch with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I’d go by, I’d put it out. One night, not too long after, he fell asleep on the couch, drunk as a skunk, lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I got you and your brothers and sisters out of bed and we went over to Aunt Mables to sleep. And that night, that house that I loved so much, burned to the ground. And your Uncle Clyde burned right with it.

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