I started leaving for work a few minutes earlier, and would get to the stop before my buddy. Some months back I started putting a quarter in the change slot. Every once in awhile when I'm late I'll see him at the phone booth twisting the coin return, looking for the quarter I have in my hand. Tomorrow.
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
The Phone Booth
I started leaving for work a few minutes earlier, and would get to the stop before my buddy. Some months back I started putting a quarter in the change slot. Every once in awhile when I'm late I'll see him at the phone booth twisting the coin return, looking for the quarter I have in my hand. Tomorrow.
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