Last night there was a message on my phone from Barney. His is the apartment where I last left Steve. For descriptive purposes, I should mention that it's a motel room. He said in the message that Steve's visiting privileges had been extended beyond the three days. This is good news but before any of you doctors out there start to feel vindicated, I should add that Barney suffers from his own brand of chronic alcoholism. He has a perpetual half gallon of vodka, by the side of his bed. He also has a gigantic heart and has taken Steve in many times, over the last year and, in spite of the fact that people threaten to wring his neck occasionally, he makes for a truly genuine friend.
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