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I don't need your judgment. If you don't like me or find me "pleasant but dull," or if you find me to have the aptitude of a child for basic everyday tasks, I assure you there are those that tell me otherwise on a regular basis. In fact, I'm sick of judgment because people tell me such vastly conflicting things about myself which are, moreover, inconsequential. And as for the consequential things, well, everyone should stop being a bunch of hairless pussies and just tell me that I need to shower once in a while or that I'm wrong about a lot of things. It happens.
The tattoo had furling curls of purple lace wrapped around a faded red base of intricate design. The leaf still seemed to be growing out of it and up his arm; it had budded, then opened and spread its five jagged extremities amongst and beneath a sparse forest of dark hair. It was a forbidden leaf, but its image nonetheless found itself on this man's body and in many other places throughout the country, if you knew where to look.
"No, thanks." I was already late for work, and I am a responsible person. Sometimes.
"Well, all right brother. But you let me know if there's anything, and I mean anything, that I can do for ya. And since there's anything I can do for ya, maybe you got some change you could spare? For a brother?"
Well, if it's for a brother. I gave him a few quarters.
"Thank you sir, thanks a lot! You have a good day now!" He walked past me, but didn't get far before accosting a rather well-dressed gentleman carrying a gator-skin briefcase and a leopard-print umbrella.
...what, you want a cliffhanger everytime? I said I don't need your judgment.
The tattoo had furling curls of purple lace wrapped around a faded red base of intricate design. The leaf still seemed to be growing out of it and up his arm; it had budded, then opened and spread its five jagged extremities amongst and beneath a sparse forest of dark hair. It was a forbidden leaf, but its image nonetheless found itself on this man's body and in many other places throughout the country, if you knew where to look.
"No, thanks." I was already late for work, and I am a responsible person. Sometimes.
"Well, all right brother. But you let me know if there's anything, and I mean anything, that I can do for ya. And since there's anything I can do for ya, maybe you got some change you could spare? For a brother?"
Well, if it's for a brother. I gave him a few quarters.
"Thank you sir, thanks a lot! You have a good day now!" He walked past me, but didn't get far before accosting a rather well-dressed gentleman carrying a gator-skin briefcase and a leopard-print umbrella.
...what, you want a cliffhanger everytime? I said I don't need your judgment.