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.monday.
it’s not even noon yet. a woman went off about locations and dropped some f bombs at me. i smile and understand. a man winked at me and told me i ought to get outside. i tell him to enjoy the sunshine for me. a guy in his twenties stared at me the entire time i helped him and then was barely audible in his responses. a creeper tells me i looks good. i smile. i smile and am polite and happy and have conversations about the weather and the weekend.
