My ex-neighbor Bill comes over to my place on Thursdays to stare at his ex-wife Janine through my window blinds. There’s a restraining order that says Bill has to stay five hundred feet away from Janine, but he pays me ten bucks an hour because I can get him to thirty feet without anyone knowing shit. Bill always brings his binoculars and a six-pack of beer. Sometimes we order pizza. Bill sits in my recliner…