A Tab Paid in Full...

I once met a wise man that was a prolific son-of-a-bitch,
damn near as magnificent as the wind in a sail..
He would stand at the window for hours.
Sometimes he'd leave for a piss.
Most of the time, He stood there staring at the World.
Then he'd laugh and cry, but not out loud.
His tab was paid in full...
-TheStory
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