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A trucker is waiting his turn for a haircut and talking with the barber. Something about bitches and infidelity. His ear lights up, pause, and he suddenly bellows "Get the fuck out!" Now something about baseball tickets, but he's checked out of this room. His eyes are cast to one side, the only other sign that his attentions are elsewhere.
A large woman turns slow donuts in the lobby of a hospital. Her electric wheelchair hums softly. An orderly is running down the corridor, away from us. Another speed walks up to the woman and takes control of the wayward lady. To the left, a man with half an afro (and thick bandages where the other half should be) screeches at an air duct. Nobody is running to him, yet.
A businessman orders a jumbo gyro. He wants extra tomatoes, but hold that, just regular tomatoes - he's used to not getting enough tomatoes at other places, you see, but forgot that the last time he ordered a jumbo gyro the tomatoes were just right. He studies the drink case and would also like a bottle of water, or no, a soda, oh wait, you have Snapple? He'll take a Snapple. Too bad you don't have kiwi.
A teenager on a bus insists on regaling me with the exact consistency and frequency of the fat pussy (I assume the ph variety) he "tore up" last night. I try to explain to him that this interests me as much as my bowel movements interest him. This is the exact reason I always had my headphones and couldn't speak English when I rode the bus all those years ago.
A tired mom answers the door. Two small children with androgynous haircuts scream "PIZZA!!!" and run into her legs. She gives them a wan smile. They haven't learned to think beyond the simple pleasures of cheese and pepperoni yet, and worry about death and taxes and gloomy news reports. Hopefully they never will.
People. All connected. All distinct. There are no Other People. It's just us.
A large woman turns slow donuts in the lobby of a hospital. Her electric wheelchair hums softly. An orderly is running down the corridor, away from us. Another speed walks up to the woman and takes control of the wayward lady. To the left, a man with half an afro (and thick bandages where the other half should be) screeches at an air duct. Nobody is running to him, yet.
A businessman orders a jumbo gyro. He wants extra tomatoes, but hold that, just regular tomatoes - he's used to not getting enough tomatoes at other places, you see, but forgot that the last time he ordered a jumbo gyro the tomatoes were just right. He studies the drink case and would also like a bottle of water, or no, a soda, oh wait, you have Snapple? He'll take a Snapple. Too bad you don't have kiwi.
A teenager on a bus insists on regaling me with the exact consistency and frequency of the fat pussy (I assume the ph variety) he "tore up" last night. I try to explain to him that this interests me as much as my bowel movements interest him. This is the exact reason I always had my headphones and couldn't speak English when I rode the bus all those years ago.
A tired mom answers the door. Two small children with androgynous haircuts scream "PIZZA!!!" and run into her legs. She gives them a wan smile. They haven't learned to think beyond the simple pleasures of cheese and pepperoni yet, and worry about death and taxes and gloomy news reports. Hopefully they never will.
People. All connected. All distinct. There are no Other People. It's just us.