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"We say 'love your brother'..."
"Well, we don't actually say it."
"No, not literally, we don't say it."
"We don't really, actually mean it."
"No, we don't believe it either...
"But we're not racists."
"That mssage should be clear."
"Well, I suppose I could work in a shop of some kind or...do um...freelance...selling of some sort of...um...product"
"A salesman, you think..."
"A salesman, like, mabye in a haberdasher, or maybe like a...um, a chapeau shop, or something...you know, like: 'Would you... what size do you wear, sir?' and then you answer me."
"Uh... seven and a quarter."
"'I think we have that...' you see, something like that I could do."
"Yeah... you think you'd be happy doing something like-"
"'No! We're all out, do you wear black?,' see, that sort of thing, I think I could probably muster up."
* * *
School's out for summer.
School's out forever.
Finals were fine. SATs are tomorrow.
I spent last night with Michael and it was superb. Even though no place in this town is open after 11. Not even the BAR. On a THURSDAY. Ah, well. Anyways, the play was so-so, but Jolin was good and it was fun to watch Michael's reactions (usually looking at the floor or watching my reactions). He still knows everyone and is still wonderful.
That's all.
"Well, we don't actually say it."
"No, not literally, we don't say it."
"We don't really, actually mean it."
"No, we don't believe it either...
"But we're not racists."
"That mssage should be clear."
"Well, I suppose I could work in a shop of some kind or...do um...freelance...selling of some sort of...um...product"
"A salesman, you think..."
"A salesman, like, mabye in a haberdasher, or maybe like a...um, a chapeau shop, or something...you know, like: 'Would you... what size do you wear, sir?' and then you answer me."
"Uh... seven and a quarter."
"'I think we have that...' you see, something like that I could do."
"Yeah... you think you'd be happy doing something like-"
"'No! We're all out, do you wear black?,' see, that sort of thing, I think I could probably muster up."
* * *
School's out for summer.
School's out forever.
Finals were fine. SATs are tomorrow.
I spent last night with Michael and it was superb. Even though no place in this town is open after 11. Not even the BAR. On a THURSDAY. Ah, well. Anyways, the play was so-so, but Jolin was good and it was fun to watch Michael's reactions (usually looking at the floor or watching my reactions). He still knows everyone and is still wonderful.
That's all.