“Frankie.” He leans in. “I’d rather give it to you in inches.” His eyes bore into mine. “But I sense that’s not attention you’d welcome.” He steps back. “And since I’m tryin’ to make a good impression, I’ll give you this…” He rubs his chin, narrowing his eyes down the road. “I’d say about fifty feet, give or take a mile or two.”
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