Dick sat at the end of a sticky bar counter, clutching a drink that tasted like a mistake he hadn’t quite finished making. At forty-something, his life was a collection of B-sides—scratched, skipped, and largely ignored. He was a man built out of pop culture debris, old punk records, and a relentless, aching nostalgia for a version of himself that probably never existed.
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