Cerulean Waste: Part 1 *Draft WIP

His name was Gordon Stacks. And his words spilled across the table like an upturned pint. Glint-toothed and unassuming, our man, Gordon was a narc; he just didn’t know it yet. He sat there, blond and scrwany making uncoordinated hand gestures and waves in his pint glass. As an information addict, Gordon made a point of prying into anyone’s business he could. But the question he could never answer remained; was the glass half full or half empty?

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