Porko

Jerking himself to sleep, Porko finished the thought.

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Only as Porko described it there was a physical component to his job.

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The long counter like a couple of breasts, Porko at neither pap.

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Porko figured he'd been everybody's, and nobody's ....

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Johnny thought of all those times Porko was supposed to meet him for the chicken special at Bug-Eye Birdie's.

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If Porko felt brave he would say something stupid.

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He answered him as cautiously as he could, knowing that Porko was feeling him up over the phone.

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Porko had just finished talking to Walter Huston, who'd just finished with Fellini's floozy.

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One evening Porko and Johnny made the mistake of talking to her.

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Porko awoke in a cold sweat, in a cold, empty apartment on North Draine Street.

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