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Chapter 2: The Actual Problem-1
Chapter 2: The Actual ProblemThere were two things Leo’s buddy Jeff was very good at: the first was his ability to make and hold eye contact with a stranger in a way that made that stranger believe that Jeff already knew the deep, dark, inner workings of their very soul. He didn’t, but the fact that he was able to make people feel like he did before he even started talking to them, got him a whole lot of d**k. The other thing was his ability to sniff out even the mostly overtly perfumed bullshit. “So, let me see if I’ve got this straight,” Jeff said, staring at the busy bartender’s back as if trying to bore holes into it with his eyes. “This guy is making enough noise for three daycare centers, but you’re not doing anything about it because he’s…” Jeff paused as the bartender turned, caug
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