Packy held his hand through the gap in the fence, ashing his cigarette onto the sidewalk outside Kosciuszko Park. Or trying to. The wind did what it wanted with the ashes, but at least he was trying.
A rookie cop threatened him with a ticket last week, the little prick.
The hot dogs were on the grill, almost done.
Packy had been grilling hotdogs in the p…
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