Saturday, November 15, 2008
Ghosts from the past
I was passing out mail down a street and all of a sudden my ex from 1990 Sean B. was there with one of his skinhead friends, one of the twins - can't remember his name. Sean had a pierced lip and his lip was cracked and bleeding a bit in the middle. At first I avoided him and then just didn't care. I passed right by him to deliver the mail and said "hey". He said "So, you want me just for my money, don't you." I didn't. He hugged me and said he was joking and that he learned that joke for me.
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