Learning Coping Skills in 2018... |
Mr. Papers enjoys his garlic quarter pounder. "God damn elite!" homeless Sally growls. "What's wrong Sally?" Mr. Papers queries. They are enjoying their lunch at the same table. "I work two jobs. But, I'm living out of my car." Sally growls. "Aren't you a prostitute?" Mr. Papers asks. "Well, yeah, on a singles website." Sally munches on her hamburger. "What's your second job?" Mr. Paper presses his straw lower into his soda. "I'm working on the Trump reelection committee." Sally looks very proud. Mr. Papers rubs the back of his neck, "Doing what?" Sally sips her bottle water, "Mostly prostituting." Reflections~Politics makes strange bed fellows. ^^ V |