Jungle Snake (on In The Powder Room)

Excerpt...

I slid into a tide-pool the size of a large hot-tub to soak it all in. Just the ocean, the palm trees and me.

Ahhhhhhh. Crap. Someone was coming my way from around the corner. A dude in bright orange swim-trunks. Move it along, Buddy, I thought, unable to enjoy myself until he’d wandered out of sight. But he didn’t. Instead, he sat down under MY perfect cluster of palm trees, twenty feet directly behind me...

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