Saturday, November 22, 2008

Espresso, Brother Baba Budan, City

Two. Spectacular.
It's been raining all day.
I got a parking ticket - I was eight minutes late.
I left the ticket under the wipers, for spite.
I drove off.
It started raining again.
I put the wipers on.
The ticket went flying somewhere on the corner of Queen St and Latrobe.
I thought, "There is no way I'm getting out of the car in the rain for that."
They'll track me down. They always do.

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