"I first got married at 17,"
said the cashier, as she draggedmy stuff's bar-codes across
the mysterious prone mirror.
I didn't know what her forearm's
tattoos represented. To me
they stayed abstract &
so I liked them very much.
She continued: "He was a sweet
guy but not very smart." "You,"
she added, "saved 20 dollars
on your groceries today."
"Thank you very much," I said.
"Of course!" she said--which seems
to be what people say now
instead of "You're welcome."
hans ostrom 2025
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