Conceived in a biker bar bathroom. His mother named him after his father, who everyone knew as Spider. Born with a hole in his heart. All his older girl cousins loved to lift his toddler shirt. Trace the vertical scar splitting his chest in two. His mother quit school in the tenth grade. Quit working at the Dollar Store after becoming pregnant. Before Baby Spider’s third birthday, his father got himself stabbed to death with a broken pool cue in the same swill hole where Spider and Clyde Jr.’s mother first slung slurred flirtations at each other.
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