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Snapshots on the outbound M-line, Jason Mraz's "
I'm Yours" spinning on the iPod.
"Open up your mind and see like me"
- Elderly Asian man, rugged face sliced with creases, a plastic bag full of joss sticks bouncing against his knee with each lurch of the train.
"Listen to the music of the moment, people, dance and sing"
- Dozing student, fashionably-ripped jeans revealing a square inch of an albino white thigh. A stark contrast to dark tanned hands clasped across her lap.
"Scooch on over closer, dear"
- Young artist propped against the exit railing, wrist moving quickly, eyes glancing up and down as surrounding images are transferred onto his sketchpad,...including a pretty visage in peaceful slumber.
"So I drew a new face and I laughed"
- Slouching grey-hair in oversized khaki suit, chewing gum incessantly, twiddling thumbs over a pair of coy phoenixes on his Marriage Equality tote bag.
"You best believe, best believe I'm yours"
3 comments:
wow - felt like i was reading something from stephen king :) nice job :) -a
This is fantastic.
Hey, thanks!
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