KING OF NOWHERE ☲ randall flagg (
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askandanswer2014-10-05 07:57 pm
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Friends. Countrymen.
[ A smiling man, a man lowering the hood of his jacket. A man with a U.S. army coat over that, old jeans, worn cowboy boots, and a beat up Boy Scouts backpack. He's almost like anyone but for a touch of something antiquated about his clothes and the way he talks.
That and the smile. ]
Will you tell me a story? A joke or two to while away the time? I am a man for wanderin', but this seems like a fine place to pull up a chair and take a breather. A fine, safe place, where a story or two could do no harm at all.
And if you like, why, I'll tell you one right back. That's only fair.
[ A smiling man, a man lowering the hood of his jacket. A man with a U.S. army coat over that, old jeans, worn cowboy boots, and a beat up Boy Scouts backpack. He's almost like anyone but for a touch of something antiquated about his clothes and the way he talks.
That and the smile. ]
Will you tell me a story? A joke or two to while away the time? I am a man for wanderin', but this seems like a fine place to pull up a chair and take a breather. A fine, safe place, where a story or two could do no harm at all.
And if you like, why, I'll tell you one right back. That's only fair.

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Since I only know the secrets that I know, I cannot tell you how they measure against the ones that are kept secret from me.
But, I certainly have always found them to be sufficiently mysterious and occupying.