Xeraph wrote:"The W.A. Stranger's Bar? You wanna go in there? What the fuck for?" Dingus tried to find a clean spot on his greasy tunic to wipe his hands but gave up when he felt something moist.
Gimmi grinned, showing his tooth. "Y'know, it wouldn't hurt ya to widen yer horizons a bit! Always stuck down dere in da hole. Shovelin'. I heard tell some right interestin' folks wander in and outta dere!"
"Yeah. Interestin'. Dat's the word. I'd be willin' to bet that the cops are interested in some of 'em, too. No, not a good place to hang out."
"Aw c'mon Ding! Let's go check it out at least. My cousin's neighbor's brother-in-law said dey got the best meat pies in town. And somethin' they call Pink Tacos. Sounds yummy, eh?"
Dingus shook his head. "You go iffn ya want. I'll stay out here. If you come back in relatively decent shape, then I might consider it."
Dingus waved at him. "OK, Chickenshit! Y'all just wait and see!" He headed across the rutted, mud-caked street and went up the steps to the bar. As he peeked over the swinging doors..............
Giovanni peered out the door. "Damn. The fifth floor hallway has really become quite a dump, hasn't it? Who tracked in all this mud from outside and then rutted around in it?"