The Snake Eater
The thing about poison is that your body forgets it's supposed to be afraid. That's what Old Man Wei told me, anyway. He said it in a voice like gravel in a tin cup, standing in his kitchen on 149th Street with a glass of something amber sitting on the counter between us. His kitchen looked like every other kitchen in the South Bronx: linoleum peeling off the floor, a refrigerator that hummed...
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