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ROBBING BANKS WITH A BIC PEN by mark anthony given

 The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief. -William Shakespeare 
ROBBING BANKS with a Bic Pen started out with a girlfriend who worked in a bank.  A routine banking transaction turned out to be a simple technical sleight of hand right under their nose.  She would get all dolled up have me wheel her around wealthy neighborhoods, usually Uptown New Orleans around Audubon Park with her head swiveling like she was looking for a missing child and suddenly say stop!  Get out of the car and pull herself together while looking around this wealthy neighborhood like it was her was playground.  She would disappear for a few minutes and come right back and say, 
"Let's go."   Calm and quiet.  She would busy herself with stolen checks and the Yellow Pages to pick what bank she wanted to go to first.  Usually the one furthest away, we would head there, and by the time we get there, she would be ready.  Red hair and green eyes trained under V…

My Appointment With the Devil by Mark Anthony Given


We may not pay Satan reverence, for that would be indiscreet,  but we can at least respect his talents. -Mark Twain
  MID-THIRTIES I found myself alone at a lonely interstate rest area in Florida in the middle of the night, having driven from  New Orleans for the last several days, I went from rest area to rest area withdrawing from Methadone, starving but couldn't eat.  Dying of thirst, but couldn't drink.  Throwing up, diarrhea, high temperature and worst of all, I couldn't sleep.  Beg for sleep for three or four hours and sleep for ten minutes and start all over again.  I was at probably the lowest point of my life.  And I still had an appointment with the devil.    And he's going to be here in a minute.....          THE DEVIL IS REAL.  I met him.  Twice.  I know you're not going to believe this but I don't care.  I ain't got a reason to lie to y…