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Porn Again, A Novel-Part Thirty-Seven
Several days, several hours, several glasses of wine, several intimate and nostalgic musings later, Happy found himself wandering the streets of the Quarter. Figuring it would be a nice way to enjoy a day after work, he stopped into a local bar for a drink and also to clear a few things up. Truly becoming a local, it no longer felt weird going out for drinks in the middle of the day. The bar in question that Starscream directed him to was further into the Quarter, toward the lower end of Bourbon. Not surprisingly, the name on the establishment was Oz. With Blake out of the hospital after that horrible debacle, some things needed to be cleared up. Not too much of a crowd, just a few stragglers and some tourists, all of whom made the obvious effort of checking him out. At this point, he could’ve cared less. A beer by any other name was just as much a bad choice during the middle of the day.
“You definitely look lost,” Blake said as he turned on his stool. “You do know this is a gay bar right?”
Considering what he’d gone through recently, only a few minor scrapes and bruises were still visible…
