Before You Die
The Ketchup Man was the first one to tell him. Slaw really didn’t see The Ketchup Man as being a real internet kinda guy. He had droopy eyes and a broad hairlip-not a congenital one, one from someone parting his face between the incisors like an enraged Moses swinging channel locks- and something about him said he bought the word search books at the checkout counter and really dug ‘em. Maybe dabbled in Sudoku. He just had an analog face. He didn’t say shit until he handed Slaw the bag of burgers. “Got the best bar in the state now, huh ?” Slaw looked at him, waiting for a punchline or something, and the Ketchup Man said “You ain’t seen it ?” As Slaw was shaking his head no, without even bothering to say “see what” the Ketchup Man slapped his open palms on his filthy apron and scurried to the back of Trey’s Buy Em By The Sack as if he had been waiting for the opportunity. The smallest burgers on the planet, meat dwarfed by bun,but somehow a Detroit institution...