sheriff ed tom bell, putting down the newspaper and taking off his reading glasses, letting out a deep sigh as he thinks of the bloody vengeful darkness at the heart of the american experience and how, sooner or later, those debts will come due:
"they're saying that a shrimp fried that rice. now how does that make a lick of sense? how do we go to church on sunday and think that the Lord is sitting on His throne when, over in hudspeth county, there's a shrimp going around frying rice?"
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