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This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader.
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Tony's Bar and Grill was your typical local hangout. Located in a working-class neighborhood where everyone knew everyone else and their business, it had gone through several changes of ownership over the years, but the one constant had always been that strangers weren't particularly welcome, and anyone who lived more than ten blocks away was a stranger.

I lived on the other side of town.

When I walked into Tony's on a warm spring night, the place didn't suddenly become silent, the way things happen in the movies, but there was a noticeable drop in the level of conversation.

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Along the way, I dropped the envelope in a mailbox and thought about what Uncle Leo had told me the day I'd first expressed an interest in joining him in the business. The most important thing, he'd said, was learning to balance the highs and the lows, “‘cause you're gonna have both, the good and the bad. Ya gotta learn to balance them, son, or the demons'll be dancin' in your head way too many nights.”

I'm still learning.

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