Then there were only 6 or 7 of us. The CP1 was simply too much for the rest.
“How you doing on your scheme, Chinaski?” they asked me.
“No trouble at all,” I said. “O.K., break Woodburn Ave.” “Woodburn?”
“Yes, Woodburn.”
“Listen, I don’t like to be bothered with that stuff while I’m working. It bores me. One job at a time.”
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