"..the premature ejaculation of his death sentence hit Daniel in the face like a big round spitball and everything got hazy in the courtroom and then he stood up and then he sat back down another two times in a row and everything got real slow like a gunshot in the movies and he remembered heroin boy walking through the door bouncing off the walls and the floor taking off his belt, taking off his pants filling up the bathtub, getting ready to go in for a swim singing, I don't exist..."
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