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Mickey Day was an angry man.

he had been angry when he worked as a high-school math teacher in Boston. He thought it might be because the students were such a pain in the ass but when he retired the anger didn’t go away. He thought maybe it was because of his wife, Agnes, who was such a fucking chowderhead, but he could get plenty angry these days and Agnes had been in her grave for two years. Maybe it was because he didn’t have kids or because of the government or the media or all of the above. He guessed it came down to one absolute truth: Other people were just fucking assholes.

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