Sunday, January 8, 2012

date-able me

Sitting in a leather chair on the fourth floor of the down town library reading The Film Club by David Gilmour.  Across the small table littered with books on home schooling and wood working is Colby reading a book about a master carpenter.  "Hey, this guy is a nudist."  He whispers.  "Aren't we all nudists." I reply a bit too loudly.  Eyes shift our direction, someone chokes back a laugh, and the homeless guy sitting in the chair behind me gets up and moves away...

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