Sitting alone on a park bench feeding the last of your day-old bread to a pack of pigeons while sipping from a bottle of gin that you swiped from the corner liquor store... "Damn Paki always gives me a hard time" you think to yourself as slowly you drift into that blissful dizzy that you look forward to every night. You look over at the single red rose that you bought for Mindy. Mindy works at the Walgreens on 6th and Main. She's always so nice to you, sometimes that niceness was perceived as flirting. "What could that young broad want with an old coot like me?" You often wonder if she noticed that you seemed to go to that store more than you really needed. She didn't say anything when you bought the same pack of DoubleMint gum everyday for a week. Sometimes when the line was short you'd spend an extra few minutes getting to know her. Turns out she's divorced with 1 kid and was definitely ready to move on... but...
2006-12-21
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