Thursday, January 10, 2013

Diesel Fried Chicken

From Cormac McCarthy's No Country for Old Men

Yes, it is a real place, the sign still Van Horn

"When they pulled into Van Horn it was seven oclock at night.  She'd slept a good part of the way, curlted up with her knapsack as a pillow.  He pulled into a truckstop and shut off the engine and her eyes snapped open like a deer's.  She sat up and looked at him and then looked out at the parking lot.

Where are we? she said.

Van Horn.  You hungry?

I could eat a bite.

You want some diesel fried chicken?"

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