“Down on Wall Street.”
“Well, what were you doing down there?”
“Buying wall paper.”
She—Yes, my husband run away and shook me when I was forty-five.
He—That’s not a bad shake.
They are not. Wan is a bhoy and the ither a ghurl.
“Down on Wall Street.”
“Well, what were you doing down there?”
“Buying wall paper.”
She—Yes, my husband run away and shook me when I was forty-five.
He—That’s not a bad shake.
They are not. Wan is a bhoy and the ither a ghurl.