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/ One dusty July afternoon, somewhere around the turn of the century, Patrick    \
| Malone was in Mulcahey's Bar, bending an elbow with the other street car       |
| conductors from the Brooklyn Traction Company.  While they were discussing the |
| merits of a local ring hero, the bar goes silent.  Malone turns around to see  |
| his wife, with a face grim as death, stalking to the bar.                      |
|         Slapping a four-bit piece down on the bar, she draws herself up to her |
| full five feet five inches and says to Mulcahey, "Give me what himself has     |
| been havin' all these years."                                                  |
|         Mulcahey looks at Malone, who shrugs, and then back at Margaret Mary   |
| Malone.  He sets out a glass and pours her a triple shot of Rye.  The bar is   |
| totally silent as they watch the woman pick up the glass and knock back the    |
| drink.  She slams the glass down on the bar, gasps, shudders slightly, and     |
| passes out; falling straight back, stiff as a board, saved from sudden contact |
| with the barroom floor by the ample belly of Seamus Fogerty.                   |
|         Sometime later, she comes to on the pool table, a jacket under her     |
| head.  Her bloodshot eyes fell upon her husband, who says, "And all these      |
\ years you've been thinkin' I've been enjoying meself."                         /
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In the spirit of William Shakespeare: Thou art a frothy, swag-bellied maggot-pie.