I encountered a strange old man yesterday. Apparently his name is Raphael something something. He had gray hair and a big scraggly gray beard. His teeth were kinda gross too. He saw me reading George Orwell's 1984, stopped and started talking to me. I was waiting for my route 354 bus home. At first, I thought he was some weird old drunkard. ( Read more... )

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