This chain letter was received at the office. We figured we’d go for a lotta luck by reprinting the letter thousands of times, rather than the recommended 20.
The directive arrived by Priority Male (a service made up of gay strippers): Pernod announced candidacy. Cover party. Bring back story and non-dairy creamer.
Hot summer night, sticky and treacherous. Red night. Night of sirens and fear. We were sitting on the balcony of my apartment in Pawtucket, three of us.