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Mr. Jack - Chapter Two

	Last November I'd picked up and left New York City.
I got on a train and headed west to San Francisco looking for
palm trees and warm weather. And as spontaneously as I left
last November, three days ago I picked up and came home.
	Apart from never finding the palm trees, nor the
weather, I never made a connection with San Francisco and
with my last dollars I boarded a train at Union Station and
headed back across the country to New York City.
	The trip home on the Empire Builder wrecked me. I
hadn't slept proper nor been able to take a shit the entire
trip and I arrived at Penn Station in bad shape. I needed
to get my head down and get some sleep so I gave Jimmy
Alfano a call. He didn't pickup so I left a message 
on his machine.
	"Jimmy, it's Val," I said, "I just got back into town,
I'm coming over. I need a place to stay." Then I hung up.
	Jimmy Alfano owned a building in the Lower East Side
and had been my landlord for the last five years before I
left New York. He once worked as a roadie for the Rolling
Stones until his mother died and left him the property.
In the time I rented from him, he became a father figure.

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