"Eliot Fintushel - Izzy and the Father of Terror" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fintushel Eliot)

"You left home the day after the US pulled
out of Vietnam and President McCarthy
ended the draft, May 6, 1970, right?
Happens to be one of my bench marks. No
more sitting by the mailbox chewing on
your lottery number, right, Mel? Slam goes
the door. Up goes the thumb. Izzovision,
case youтАЩre wondering."

"Izzy, be civil. He is traumatized,"
Sarvaduhka clucked.

"Sure," said Izzy. Now I could see he was
sweating, exhausted, still straddling me
on all fours. His sweat fell into my eyes
and made me blink. I knew which one of us
I was! He said, "IтАЩm Izzy. This guy here
is Mr. Sarvaduhka, the motel mogul. WeтАЩre
pleased to make your acquaintance. Now
letтАЩs haul ass back into the vehicle,
because we got a lot of miles to cover
before we hit the launch site, and the
Duke is hot for nooky."




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6. Certain Responsibilities Accrue

"My name is Izzy Molson," he told me over
watery coffee from a machine at a rest
stop outside Amarillo. Sarvaduhka was
looking at magazines. "Some people think
IтАЩm psychic, other people think IтАЩm
psycho, but IтАЩm here to tell you that IтАЩm
just an ordinary Joe with his ear to the
ground. IтАЩm currently employed at the
Gibson plant in Lockport, New York,
setting up tool machines, which I got
because I lied about my medical history,
which you would too if you had a back like
mine, and IтАЩd appreciate it in
consideration of which, if you didnтАЩt
wrestle me quite so vicious next time I do
you a favor."