It's nothing but the anonymity I like.
The rest can fuck right off"
The man said to his airport beer in the airport
bar in he major international airpot, on one international
special airport of a million.
"There is. A. Little more. Surliness. From the bartender. Hre. Than I. Expected in. Chicago"
The man thought in his best WIlliam Shatner inside
his own head voice
"It is. Great. This. Awkwardness. Where you.
Are in such. close. Proximity. to others."
He thought, in his best Christopher
Walken voice.
"They all, look, and stare, motherfuckers!
and wonder what you are up to, my name
is vengance!"
He thought, in his best Samuel L. Jackson voice.
"What's in his note book, why is he writing
those things, possibly about me?"
He thought, in his best Woody Allen voice.
Probably the best was drinking his drink and basking in his anonymity. Without interruption.
From a moleskin
somewhere around 2015
Saturday, January 5, 2019
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