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190 From the drawer he took a bottle of "alkie." He gulped a raw mouthful. The crude spirits seared fiercely into his stomach.

"You shouldn't drink that stuff straight, Ella," Joe remarked as he turned to go. "Bad for the brain."

"I don't need a brain," Ken said soberly. "Brains remember. I want to forget."