“Hey, Lobo,” Siouxsie says. “Ride careful—and take care of Texas Slim.”
“Oh, yeah, we always do,” Lobo says. “Don’t we, Texas Slim?”
El Guapo barks, and we’re gone.
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About the Author
CONRAD WESSELHOEFT worked as a tugboat hand in Singapore and a Peace Corps volunteer in Polynesia before embarking on a career in journalism. He has served on the editorial staffs of five newspapers, including one of the nation’s smallest, the Raton Range (New Mexico), and one of the biggest, the New York Times. He lives with his three children and a big, grinning poodle named Django in West Seattle. “Much of Adios, Nirvana,” he writes, “was inspired by my son Kit and his many friends, who tromp through my kitchen, jam on guitars, and leave behind a trail of laughter, crumbs, and ketchup stains.”
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