pitchers tuck by buddy don: homeless in manhattan

tuther day i wuz wandern the streets of man hattan n shootin mostly frum the hip when i spied a feller that putt me in mind of my bruther eli. he wuz a homeless begger so i ast im could i take his pitcher fer a dollar. he sed why not so i dun it n we talked fer a spell.

turnt out the feller wuz a vizshunairy, witch he had dun had im sum dreams that foretole bout man hattan bein deestroyed in about 18 munths, but twoodnt be frum eethur terrsts nor nukes. twood be frum a natcherull deesaster, probly a earthquake or mayhap a asteroid hittin the place.

i ast im whut wuz he a'gone do? he sed he wuz savin up to move on when the weather gut nice on a counta he kin do his job innywhar.



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