there was a moment today when I was walking home
I saw a man as I was crossing the street
his face was sullen and weathered
he looked sad
his eyes permeated me with a brutal intensity
I felt bad for him
he'd made me feel something
so I reached for my wallet
I handed him a twenty and said "take this"
he looked at me and said
"is that it?"
I called him a cunt and walked away.
the end
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