“On the boat I opened a bag of pork scratchings. Jim manifested himself at my knee. He sat down – Can I have a scratching? Then he lay down – Can I have a scratching? Then he rolled on his back and waved his legs in the air – Please please can I have a scratching? Then he sat up and look straight at me – What do you want me to do – sing ‘Moon Fucking River’?

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