| 2010/12/30 21:27 walking home from a shop and reading a book by the light of the neighboring building's christmas decorations when i heard a man running up behind me, either a man or a woman in heavy boots by the sound and without losing my place on the page or looking back i stepped to the right so they could pass on my left and then i heard WHAT-LY or Whitey... or something between those two names and it was ayoung man with long hair and nice clothes, nice leather boots and he said what's up wattly aren't you wattly? someone told me you were called whatly and i stared at him blanky and then said no and he said hasn't anyone ever called you that before and i said no and he said he was sorry and didn't i know the moore family and i said i was sorry, no, i didn't know them and i said well have a nice evening and i shook his hand and then a van in the express lane of the parkway pulled over, across the service road from us and the barrier and some young men stuck there heads out the window and called henry come on henry come along and the man went away to them and i went home. |
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