white hatter
Friday, January 28, 2005
 
She told me that he didn't like parties. Even when he was younger he didn't like parties. Always he was worried that he would end up next to some polyester insurance salesman from Winnipeg.

But they went to the swerve, with all the other cool cats wearing their funky goggles and silky shirts.

And she told me that he said to her before they went that he just wanted to be with people. And they'd go up to people and just find out what was beautiful there and just grab onto to that a little bit for a moment. That made it all right for her.

It just so happens that some time before he had ended up next to that insurance salesman. And he had been from Winnipeg. But he wasn't at all what you would expect.

And they had fun.

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