6/11/07

Need to catch up on bills?

I saw her from the other side of the street and I slid down in my chair ever so slightly to hide my presence from her peripheral. She held my attention completely and the silence on the porch told me she held all our attention. She swooshed past, her arms pumping and the slightest persperation breaking across her forehead. I sipped my High Life and took a drag from the cigarette held in my fingers, carefully so not to disrupt the congruity of the moment.

"Would you go out with her everyday for an entire year for $500,000?"

"No"

Well, maybe.

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