“James never thought himself a villain, you see, for he was intimately acquainted with the devils that adorn suits of manhood. He knows them by the gin on their breath and by the leather worn ‘round their waist; the leather that comes to bite him every night on the backside. He knows them by the brusque of their voice and their splintered knuckles, chapped from an unforgiving day’s work and bloodied from their release on young cheeks.

These spiritless men never knew of magic or dreams, for these villains had never been children. They had just always been.”

Peter & James

 

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