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His Back Against the Wall Ch 5
Jak was more than a little nervous. Just two days afte the second "incident" with Jinx, here he was: sitting on a stool at the head of the bar. Elbow on the table, chin in hand, he listened vaguely to one of Daxter's tall tales in which the Metal Heads multiplied like rabbits and Jak was the sidekick. Jinx slinked in as Jak began to doze off and flopped himself heavily on the stool left of Jak.
The world stopped. Jak could see only Jinx's rugged unshaven face, hear only his grating thick-accented voice, smell only the asphyxiating cloud of smoke surrounding him, feel only the frantic pounding of his own heart against his ribcage.
Jinx slung an arm over Jak's shoulder and glanced at Daxter jumping all over the table, arms waving wildy nonstop as he described his heroic battle.
"What's wrong, Goldilocks? The rabid weasel gettin' on ya nerves?" Daxter growled, baring his tiny Ottsel fangs and stopping his exciting story at
Our DutyWe swallowed the path home
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
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