Chapter Eight: Meet Jack!
“There is nothing left to say
I made a mistake and now I'll pay!”

• Even Worse, "Illusion Won Again" (1980)

“Please don't apologize,
The damage is done,
You better dry your eyes!”

• Madelynn Von Ritz, "When I Close My Eyes I See Blood" (1980)
  https://youtu.be/w4P-WQLon90?si=I-83dwNJFrxTHpYm
  Jack loved to smoke.
  What he loved to smoke specifically were Boochboro Light 100s, having traded in his blunts for brownies several years ago, when trying to get a tooth fixed.
  Now, he ingested his marijuana exclusively in brownie form, although he was never able to kick the tobacco habit.
  Not that he ever tried.
  He enjoyed it too much.
  Jack looked like an Italian accountant.
  He was dressed in standard old Man gear - a Cubavera short sleeve shirt with contrast inset panels in antique white, dress pants in light gray, a London Fog auburn golf jacket in cement and ASICS Game Point white tennis shoes.
  Flipping his cigarette out of the window of his completely beat-to-shit 2007 Boochota Boochola sedan, he...