man walking in front of her, gets to the side of the sidewalk, approaches her, and asks:
-Do you know what time it is?
(searches for cellphone)
- (smiles, but knows this is not going to turn out good. experience whispers in her ear...) it's 6:17 p.m.
-Do you know of any F.... good bars in this town?
-No, I don't go to those places. I wouldn't know.
-Don't you party and all that?
-No, I don't (getting a little freaked out, but can't make sense out of what's happening)
-Well, would you like to make $50 bucks?
-No. (she knows....why does this always happen to me?)
...walks away...not sure of what just happened, or pretending she didn't notice ...?
vendredi, mai 13, 2005
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yeah...
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