Two Thieves (A True Story)
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I think you're an engineer--an electrical engineer, or computer science, something like that.
I think you went to Berkeley, and I think I wanted to show you goodwill--a Berkeley man and a Stanford man. I think I wanted to show you I thought the rivalry was foolish, and I think you would have agreed.
I think you're older than me--I'm nearly sure, actually. I think you're not thirty yet, but damn close.
I said to you: “Au Voleur, Au Voleur!” I struck your shoulder with the back of my open hand to get your attention, and I said it again: “Au Voleur!”
“You're fucked up?,” you replied.
I wasn't; I was cleanblooded as hell, and I think you were also. In your defense, it was loud, loud as hell.
I think you didn't hear me warn you, but I think--I think you'll find out, if you don't know. And I think you don't know, not in January, not today.
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Peas out.
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