flying solo
this is a stop on my journey, not my destination.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
backhand
i was walking down 31st street today when a woman called out, "i like your hair!"
i turned around to say thank you, and she said, "no, all jokes aside, it looks nice natural."
i walked away wondering what the joke would have been.
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