[ There's a brief pause, because Billy thinks, memories shifting, kicking up dust, and he laughs. ]
my mom had an album, maybe two. what was it? 'better mess around with jim'?
[ Her records fit in a box he'd kept in his room. Pete Seeger, Fleetwood Mac, Cliff Richard, and yeah, ol' Jim. The box got dusty, then dustier, then crammed under his bed or into his closet, to make room for his records. Louder. ]
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scared i'm gonna sap your stamina?
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Later.
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At least, you aren't actin' like it.
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What would you play if you had a tapedeck? What'd you used to play when you were a kid, Jim?
[ Jim's not that old. Except he is. Billy kind of likes it. Easy to admit on hot days when he's skiving off work. ]
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my mom had an album, maybe two. what was it? 'better mess around with jim'?
[ Her records fit in a box he'd kept in his room. Pete Seeger, Fleetwood Mac, Cliff Richard, and yeah, ol' Jim. The box got dusty, then dustier, then crammed under his bed or into his closet, to make room for his records. Louder. ]
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I played it for El, back home. Don't think she was much of a fan.
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[ there's a little delay. they haven't talked... a ton about el. about Jim's kid. ]
tell me she wasn't listening to wham.
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whatever shit that wheeler kid was bringing over. and your sister.
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sorry about that. dont know whats up with that babooshka song.
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