montague

take the car, sal. I'll be here a while.
you sure, boss? they say a storm's comin'.
yeah, sure. a little snow is no big deal.
they say it'll be bad, boss. like 2 feet of snow.
they're nuts. I'll call you to come back tonight.
ok, if you're sure.
whaddya think, the subways gonna stop? there'll be no cabs? I'll be wandering down abandoned streets covered in snow drifts? like that'll ever happen.
right. not in new york. no way.
course not. now get outta here already.
sure thing, boss.
but maybe leave me my galoshes. I mean, this is new york. you never know.
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