She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. ‘Burned them, one by one, right before that fellow’s eyes. She goes out and comes home. A modest drinking bout which had its windup in a fan-tan house over in Kowloon, where O'Higgins tussled with varying fortune until five in the morning. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky.
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