Finding bourbon for Hershel was a breeze, they sold it here out of every street-door from dry-goods shops to dentist's offices, and they all waved away Hershel's greenback, being strangely happy for Lew just to start a tab.
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How did Lew know they all sold bourbon and that none of them would accept his money? If the first place he checked sold bourbon and didn't take his money, why would he need to check a second location? Or did he decide, since he still had twenty bucks, to get some bourbon for himself (but not at the first place where he started a tab because it might look weird to suddenly want a second bourbon when you found out the first one was (at least currently) free)? I suppose, being that the location he's found himself is like a kid's television set, say The New Zoo Review or Sesame Street or Villa Alegre, he could have just exited the hotel and been greeted by every shop owner on the block, all of them noticing his twenty dollar bill (which is probably the only bill in the neighborhood and they all know it belongs to Hershel) and greeted him kindly with a "Lookin' fer some booze, Mister Lew?" and a "I got ya covered here, buddy!"
I suppose the point is that Lew has found himself in a weird community where everybody sells booze and nobody accepts cash and everybody is happy to see a new person join their throng. In other words, definitely a magic realist cult.
Notice this sentence doesn't say finding ice was a breeze though? I'm worried Lew might return without the ice, see?
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