Someone did a lousy job and a crack formed in the sidewalk and a year later a woman tripped and fell into traffic and dented an oncoming Jag

There was a disaster uptown, and he imagined sea monsters stomping on heritage buildings housing delis. But that’s not what happened at all.

He packed a pistol before heading to the cocktail lounge and she asked, what the hell is that? and he said, I just love making hipsters run.

She is incapable of smashing my soul. That’s what I try to tell her. You aren’t that brave, she laughs, because your heart is made of glass.