Margo's Got Money Problems by Rufi Thorpe

And we shook on it there under the glowing red hat of the Arby's, with Ric Flair and the Virgin Mary smiling down on us, willing the story to go on, to never end, to start over again, one adventure leading to the next, and we would never die, and we'd be young forever, and we would scream to the crowd, 'Look at me! Look at the beautiful, insane things I can do with my body! Look at me! Love me!' Because that's all art is, in the end.