September 22, 2008
On my subway ride home I stared at the floor. The train doors opened. Crowds got on. Someone sat down. The “shoes” in my line of sight looked like these. I couldn’t look up.  I was so afraid the face I’d see would be oh so sinister.

On my subway ride home I stared at the floor. The train doors opened. Crowds got on. Someone sat down. The “shoes” in my line of sight looked like these. I couldn’t look up.  I was so afraid the face I’d see would be oh so sinister.

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