I, Dentured Servant.
15.02.2005 - 4:21 p.m.
Children scattering the streets after school, my best friend in town seeing me on the bus and throwing a salute. Bright and warm and small and familiar. An actual quaint.
Sometimes life in Rajif can be so cloyingly sweet it'll dissolve yer the teeth.
Suspicion and small-town back-biting, listlessness and ignorance and lack of sight, passing antique fears onto the children scattering the streets after school.
And then it's so frustrating you grind and gnash yer teeth till they snap right out yer mouth.
Loving and loathing.
Either way ye'll look pretty funny trying to eat corn on the cob with no stankin teeth.
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