by Bogdan Dragoș I felt it in thesideas I woke up some kind of coldclaw scratchinggently, playfully atmy ribs I blinked a few timesand turned to her “Hey!” she said. “Get upand buy me somebeer with tequila.” I opened my mouthand she immediately coveredit with her claw. “Notseparately,” she said.“I mean beer mixed withtequila. There’s gotta… Leer más Beer mixed with tequila
