GAMES OF POOL IN METAL clubs sometimes take longer than they would elsewhere. Depends who’s playing. Also depends on the music. Our first couple of games were interrupted when Aces High came on, and again when Orgasmatron hit the speakers. The original version, obviously. At the first note I handed the cue to one of the spectators and headed for the dancefloor. Some songs cannot be ignored.
When I got back from being cut down by the god of war, we had some challengers lining up coins in those cute little piles that people use when they’re not quite confident enough that they can hold the table against all comers. This was a pair of Horsemen, who insisted on playing doubles. Normally I would have refused, and stuck to single combat. But Damien and I knew one another’s games well enough to
