Cormac Mccarthy Border Trilogy 3 - Cities Of The Plain.pdf
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, CITIES OF THE PLAIN
By Cormac McCarthy
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THEY STOOD in the doorway and stomped the rain from their boots and swung their hats and wiped the water from their faces. Out in the street the rain slashed through the standing water driving the gaudy red and green colors of the neon signs to wander and seethe and rain danced on the steel tops of the cars parked along the curb.
Damned if I aint half drowned, Billy said. He swung his drip•ping hat. Where's the all-american cowboy at?
He's done inside.
Let's go. He'll have all them good fat ones picked out for hisself.
The whores in their shabby deshabille looked up from the shabby sofas where they sat. The place was all but empty. They stomped their boots again and crossed to the bar and stood and thumbed back their hats and propped their boots on the rail above the tiled drainway while the barman poured their whiskies. In the bloodred barlight and the drifting smoke they raised their glasses briefly and nodded as if to salute some panion now lost to them and they tilted back the shots and set the empty glasses on the bar again and wiped their mouths with the backs of their hands. Troy jutted his chin at the barman and made a circling gesture with one finger at the empty glasses. The barman nodded.
John Grady you look like a goddamned wharf rat.
I feel like one. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, The barman poured their whiskies.
I never seen it rain no harder. You want a beer back? Give us three beers.
You got one of them little darlins picked out?
The boy shook his head.
Which one you like, Troy?
I'm like you. e down here for a fat woman and that's what I'm havin. I'm goin to tell you right now cousin, when the es on you for a fat woman they just wont nothin else satisfy.
I know the feelin well. You better pick you one out, John Grady.
The boy turned and looked across the
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