“Everything bad always happens to the South,” and crossed his arms and fell back on the couch, deflated. “What you talking about? Hey—you okay? You’re acting weirder than usual today.” “The South always loses. That’s the rule.” “As they should. They were, like, huge dicks. Look.” Hai gestured at the screen. “They walked across this big-ass field and got shot up just to keep slavery going.” Sony wasn’t listening, though; he was drifting deeper into something. “My dad was a corporal for the South and they got smashed. Now he’s in a shack in Vermont and all he does is listen to old records and
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