Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix.... MENU for MURDER...D N D Detective, Coffee Black.
dedicato. Jan-Michael Vincent.
...HE WAS PICKIN his teeth with a Needle. Not a Knife. Not a Scalpel, not a Samorai sword. THIS Boogaloo was not your every day Black-Jack MOJO. Usually Santa Monica is a quick stare. Beach pants, YAKKA-tee shirt, kamikazi stare. Different bird.
In NEED of bird nest soup I proffered a Confession like Won Ton Soup.
KON-NI-CHI-WA!
And as soon as he responded I KNEW he wasnt the Dude!. Sgt. Nalty, LAPD=s finest had got the wrong kid. But the KID knew something and he wasnt Happy=Talk.
Anyhow, the Asian Community in Southern California like US Whitties! Gotta problem! Get it OUT! The missing-Asian kids, word electric, Santa-Monica=San Pedtro=Pallisades UP by Ventura State line the WIRE ran hot!
Che-Shang , big dude-apparently, call in.....Call IN. HIS dialect. Nobody wanted to lose face. Wotchagonna-DO when 20 MISSING KIDS suddenly come OUT of the woodwork, swear they were not in a Sweat-Shop, Point Dume-Malibu Surfing, out on a Weekend!... Yo! DnD. Missing Kids. Missin Faces on the Milk CARTON. Chinese kids too!!!... Coffee black. Sometimes. Like a Lie. And then some. U swallow...Make mine 2 sugars!...
c.2020, davedelacroix, ourmanineurope.
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