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  • Writer's pictureCaren



about a week ago, i passed by an old bald man leaning on a walker. wanting to appear friendly and local, i smiled at him. he said, "hey baby," and grinned, and i noticed that he had neither eyelids nor teeth (think queen-hag from snow white, cackling over the poisoned apple).

i do not possess the words to describe the effect that had on me. something about the big eyeballs rolling around in that wrinkly skull. something about the little whistle that came out of the toothless cavern with the words "hey baby." the entire interaction was over and done in two seconds. its memory lives on and on and on.

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