THERE WAS SOMETHING familiar in the way the sun hit the railings along the turnpike; it was a reflecting red - the kind they use on the walls of family restaurants, the shade a cabbie's neck turns when he spots his customers really enjoying their ride.
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September 1990
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Gryphon Pubns
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"THERE WAS SOMETHING familiar in the way the sun hit the railings along the turnpike; it was a reflecting red - the kind they use on the walls of family restaurants, the shade a cabbie's neck turns when he spots his customers really enjoying their ride."
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