by S.H. Gall
The man, fifty-something, has long frizzy hair and a drugs-ravaged face. He's clean now.
He wears a Harley Davidson fanny pack. Silently, I laugh. Bemused I am, and cruel.
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Clever. Very Nice.
Wow. Talk about not aging gracefully. Nice.
Thanks, Drew! Susan: I know, right?