I BET YOUR MOM GOES
WITH YOUR UNCLE EDDIE
Sensibly sacred, the words fell from the mouth of a
thin girl, in line here, talking with another thin girl -
in a coffee line, in a Starbucks line, and five feet from
me. I almost winced, but wanted better than that to
stay invisible. They hadn't noticed me, I was off their
radar. 'She knows a little about everything herself.'
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