4:00 p.m.
(c)
I used to see Valerie at the Starbucks in Howard Shaw's family's theatres area or something I don't know. Something I don't know.
Cathay or the other place.
Must've been Cathay Cineplex.
At the Starbucks.
She helped me get As and Bs for difficult subjects.
I loved the crepe pastry cakes I got there.
I met some of my friends at British Petroleum or BP there too.
He was a Navy Seals motherfucker, he was telling me, he had killed a lot of terrorists with the 50 Cal gun, off of the chopper.
The Marines, they give close air support.
I didn't believe him, so he showed me his Navy Seal tattoos and photos.
Cool motherfucker, I admit.
But not as cool as me.
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Meanwhile, somewhere in Singapore, Valerie Chai is crying.
Valerie, whines, "after everything I did for him, he doesn't sing "Valerie" for me anymore. He used to, but not anymore. Things change. Now it's all, always "Cecilia". What the f***? Who is that b----?!"
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Steve Winwood - Valerie: