Bridge of Sighs

by Richard Russo

She’s always considered gambling, especially the legal state-sponsored variety, to be a tax on ignorance, and Division’s success may well be, as she claims, an accurate barometer of that ignorance.

Do you think it’s fair that if we hired Mr. Mock to work at Ikey’s people would stop coming to the store?”

“No idea whether to eat shit, chase rabbits or bark at the moon.”

Back when the Cayoga ran red, they had money in their pockets. Now jobless, once their unemployment was exhausted, they signed up for welfare and drank their government checks in gin mills like Murdick’s.