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Jul 13, 2004 20:18

i don't think i was disgusted, or even appalled, but rather confused. a man whose blood must've been so doused in alcohol or traces of drugs from years of trusting too much and hurting too much, or whose head harbored the insanity consequential of these years, or whose life had become so incoherent and pulled apart and pieced back together by someone with a mental capacity half his age that his plea for spare cash consisted of indecipherable mumbles and big white eyes that didn't blink accompanied by feet that wouldn't budge, his heart and mind so worn out with the routine. nate dug into his pocket as did aaron. dave continued eating. i had one of my remaining two dollars from the night in my purse. i wanted it for lunch today. the other i'd given to dave not 15 minutes earlier to cross a bridge. i still don't remember the toll.

17 cents the man counted and would say. he trotted off after his feet tried to delay the heartache a good two minutes.

dave pulled a dollar out of the wallet that easily slid from his back pocket and gave it to the belligerent man that in all his valued coherency and loud insanity could only speak hate and stupidity and ignorance. fuck sincere mumbles.

i'm glad aaron and nate were too occupied with disbelief at dave, all the while playful and boyish towards their friend, that they didn't see me trip over to give the sad eyed man only 20 feet away from a scene i wish i hadn't been party to, a handshake, a dollar, and a have a good night.
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