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Okay, but here’s what I don’t understand—and, yes, I know I’m not supposed to be talking to you, I’m supposed to be clearing my head and enjoying the fucking warm weather and—

Why did you even talk to me in the first place, huh? Why reach out at all if you’re not supposed to interfere. And sure, you never gave me anything actually useful or actionable, not in the way that Fox did but— 

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I also…listen, my head isn’t exactly cool, but I’m not quite as—that is to say, I’ve calmed down a little. And I realized that it was really goddamn stupid of me to just…drive away from where Harry was just because I—

Well, I’m still furious. I’m sick over what happened with Don and I’m not sure how I could look you in the face, Harry, not when none of this would’ve happened if you’d never—

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But you’re the only ally I have. Or, at least, the closest thing to an ally that I’ll get. So I don’t want to abandon you entirely. 

I’ve been trying to think of the best way to communicate a location to you without revealing anything to Junior and I’ve really had to dredge this memory up, so I have no idea if you’ll…

There was a song playing when—that job that we did in Philly in sixty-six? We went to that all-night diner to talk about the plan and Richie and— the guys were arguing over what to use their one quarter for to play on the jukebox and as they were going at it, a song was playing that I knew but that you didn’t. Or, at least, you didn’t like it if you did know it. And I was tapping my foot in time and my leg was bouncing the bench we were sharing and you snapped at me to stop and then I snapped back and Pete snapped at the guys and basically all of us were in a terrible mood that started with you losing your patience. 

That song. There’s a place mentioned in that song. I’ll be there in two weeks. Meet me there or don’t. I…it’s not that I don’t care. I just—I can’t be responsible for you, anymore. You have to make it on your own.  

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You seemed lonely

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