She was Turkish, which explains the weird name. Iklil, really? Does that even mean anything? Yeah, she said, it’s Urdu. Muslim. It means crown, or garland. She was tall, unnecessarily. We were at the Kennel. When weren’t we at the Kennel? We drank, snorted speed, and shot pool at the Kennel. There were other places … Continue reading Iklil And The Punk – Jay Passer