Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1057/1399页)

tealingasitwasatbestapileofmetalscrapsthatwasstilbletomove.Behindthenarrowsidewalkwasthedesertedrosegardehesoundsofughter,versationandjazzmusiccouldbeheard.Thisjazzcouldonlybeenjoyedasbausidcouldnotbeusedtodancebecauseitstempowasirrational,sometimesquidsometimesslowanditssoundnowloudnowsoft…afarcryfromthecssicwaltzinNovel’smansionwhichallthebeautiesweredangto.Fiveorsixhomelessmensataroundanopehedesertedgardeinganddrinking.Therewasametalgrillofsortsmadeofwirespcedabovethefireandsomeournipittoandfro,sendingoffmouth-wateringaromaofbakiintotheair.Therewasn’tanabundanceofporkandmbchops,sotheyhadtorationandshare,buttheliquorwasmorethansuffit.Itwascheap,strongwhiskey,quiteunlikecocktailswhichwereon