Saturday, May 31, 2025

"Listen TO ME"

  Our mother said when she got down in there.  Poor Uncle Tito, a little person was wailing. 

  "YOU MUST!!!!!" My mother had grabbed the man's tie and pulled his face towards her as a commuter train made wind speed carry voices away. 

  "Find a RADIO" 

  ONE OF THE MAN'S LEGS WAS STILL TWITCHING


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