Other Voices, Other Rooms

"Shoot, boy, the country's just fulla folks what knows everythin, and don't unnerstand nothin, just fullofem,

On these dangerous evening patrols, Joel had witnessed many peculiar spectacles, like the night he’d watched a young girl waltzing stark naked to victrola music; and again, an old lady drop dead while puffing at a fairyland of candles burning on a birthday cake; and most puzzling of all, two grown men standing in an ugly little room kissing each other.

Ha ha! Randolph could go jump in the lake. Ha ha!