Page 33 - Tomcats in Paradise
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His eyes adjusted quickly to the mid-day gloom, but he let his nose
take the lead. Before him was a veritable feast: garbage cans filled to
bursting with indescribable delicacies! Every few paces was another
clump of cans, lids easily dislodged, offering a different cuisine. Most
of the leftovers were not familiar to Billy Bob, but many of their
ingredients started him salivating immediately. He dashed from one
buffet to the next, not knowing where to start.
