Out of concern she asked, “What’s up? How’s it going?”
Without looking up I muttered, “Life sucks. And then you die.”
Fork in hand, she looked straight at me and sighed, “And what’s more… we live in a third world country.”
I looked at her in shocked silence. She masticated nonchalantly on her noodles.
Damn.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
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