"Good evening, Brothers," I said, finding myself beside two men whom I had seen around before; only to have them look at me oddly, the eyebrows of the tall one raising at a drunken angle as he looked at the other. "Shit," the tall man said. "You said it, man; he a relative of yourn?" "Shit, he goddam sho ain't no kin of mine!" I turned and looked at them, the room suddenly cloudy. "He must be drunk," the second man said. "Maybe he thinks he's kin to you." "Then his whiskey's telling him a damn lie. I wouldn't be his kin
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