MILITANT POSTURE
Guy waves the broadcloth.
Like he knows something.
I watch him run off. Might
be tear gas chasing. What
matter? Even the girls here
are starched with stink.
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The cars are angle-parked.
Like Denville, the same. We
have to switch the switchblade
and pocket the pocket knife.
Now? Again?
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