This was Reds place, the front facade at least, the rest fell in years ago. The sheer force of Red's spirit keeps it standing. Some time ago, someone asked Red how he got the name and he just laughed. Then they asked what his real name was. "That is my real name! The other one was who someone else wanted me to be."
His pals Kingfish and Watermelon Slim looked on. Dingo, who got his name from a boot, was there too. Razorblade, 'cause he dressed so sharp, Toots, Son and of course Rat, stood off to the side not saying a word. Nobody dared ask what their real names were.
Posted by gary geboy at 1:50 PM