"The slug had entered his upper chest and exited cleanly through his back, so the close-range shot had been a kind of blessing. Williams’ luck was not of the lottery-winning variety, or that of an ugly man going home with the prettiest girl in the bar, but it was something to be thankful for."
— What It Was by George Pelecanos
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