Close Encounters of the Wrong Kind
Wednesday evening on the C train riding home from work The creepy uneasy feeling you get when a big overgrown palooka with three shopping bags sits next to you on the C train. He tries to catch my eye. I knew what he was doing but refused to look at him. Another member of the … Continue reading Close Encounters of the Wrong Kind
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