Tuesday, February 13, 2018

10,517. THE HEIGHT OF TWENTY HANDS

THE HEIGHT OF 
TWENTY HANDS
Someone left the juicer on the counter
in the rear  -  where the cabinet door 
opens and closes. In a diner like this,
you can't see what you can't see. Pablo
the second cook hit it with the swinging
door, and down it went. To make a racket.
And to get bent. No big deal, it was but a
short ruckus. 'I take'a your pay,' the 
counterman Chico said, smiling, 'but 
not today!' A few people laughed. 
Pablo cleaned up, unabashed.

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