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Oct 2013
She walked past him
heading west on broad
as he walked east
skinny and twisted
head high
chest out
like a vector he followed
his stained smile
his flashing eyes
looking directly at her
like he expected something
have a nice day
he said
she kept on walking,
thinking to herself,
*what the **** was that guy's problem
Harry J Baxter
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Harry J Baxter  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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