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Irving Park and Western
I love the Chicago crazies
high above the crazies of
Los Angeles.
Those here,
impaired,
have nothing to hide.
“I thought that book was Jewish,
you had it at an angle,”
he spoke from atop his
work boots and
pixellated camo pants,
“I saw this Filipino woman on TV,
I tried to cross my legs like her
but I cant do that.”
He shook his head in wonder.
He had acupuncture once,
in his bad leg.
It helped the pain but of course
it came back.
“She used this ball to stretch her spine,
does that work?”
I told him it did,
but I lied because I
didn’t know what he thought it might have worked for.
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